You feel you might have taken something but you’re not totally sure, the late not shopping crowd seem made of plastic, ‘90s 3D graphics animated like gif images stumbling down the sidewalk, or is it just you. The rainbow palette of light coming from the store fronts lances your eyes with a sickly hyper anime style. Your phone echoes at you, a dragged and screwed R&B sound shuddering memories of childhood bus rides listening to N’Sync right into your cranium.

Gliding it out of you silk harem pants you stare at the screen, at the caller ID, cybernetic dolphins jumping at you from the screen. The words make no sense, embossed fonts 3D and jittering before your eyes, one of your only true friends your internet friends hawking new age crystals to you, make a note to buy more amethysts.

☥ CULT ☥ ANNIVERSARY MIX by †een wi†ch

Time to get off the street, nearly there now, visual stimulus breaking down, the sidewalk oily and black, reflections bouncing up at you like the world was put together with Blingee photo editor, rave visuals, pot smoking aliens, smiley faces, and trading cards of Janet Jackson wardrobe changes. Pixelation in pastel shades, grinning celebrities and a rhinestone starfish. Finally here is the door, the club, the destination. A wall of warm air greets you like a tropical sauna, like pyjama parties gone wrong, like the sting of blushing during in gym class. And the sound hits you.

Beats reverberating up the stairwell as if some Hi-NRG soundtrack got stuck in the cassette deck and slowed down to be more like nervous energy, goth R&B, 90s remixes, rave when rave was House, when House was soul music. Chopped and screwed and echoing up to you from below, dragged beats, cave rave. Witch House but a Witch House from Hansel and Gretel, a sickly architecture of sweets and candy, cookie dough for bean-bag seats and solid foundations of candy canes dripping cream. Rivulets of sweat beat down your spine as a beat takes hold. Is that glitter in your eye or are you just in love with me?

Gota get thru this by †een wi†ch

Little miss rave by †een wi†ch

†een wi†ch is also spelt Teen Witch and teenwitch. He’s a Dj, visual artist and Blogger based out of Chicago and Co-founder of the music blog The Ratcatchers. He holds a monthly residency at Berlin Nightclub where his dance party, ‘CULT’, is held the last Thursday of every month.

The Bloglin first mentioned Teen Witch back in early November of last year, for his Steal Her Look mixtape along with The Ratcatchers I Was Two In ’92 mixtape back in June of 2010. Both of which you should download RIGHT NOW!

This is some 2011, ghetto gothic, future rave shit, who Rihanna should be working with next or Britney should have, this is what you should have been listening to last year and what you must do for this one. This is someone doing music in this whole Witch House, drag, Grave Wave etc style but you will find him using ♡ as much as ▲ and it’s the kind of thing that will lead the sound out of a dead end it could finally lead.

Go download the free Soundcloud mp3s, browse the Tumblr, listen to the Dj mixes on 8tracks, follow them on Twitter and go to CULT if you can.

- Fokkawolfe