
Los Angeles
02>>27>>25
reliving memories through the songs we attach to them
midnight memories turns madhappy LA into a shared living room - dim, warm, and full of people leaning in. the large speakers hum through the space as eight speakers open up about the moments that changed them: the heartbreaks, the identity spirals, the turning points, the quiet realizations.
after each story, everyone in the room puts on eyemasks and listens to a song connected to the memory, creating a moment of stillness where the story settles in and becomes a shared feeling. questions flow from the crowd, stories circle back, and the conversation pit becomes a soft, collective space.
we wanted to create something that feels intimate without being overwhelming, where people can share the memories that shaped them and feel genuinely heard.
grounded in community and curiosity, we believe storytelling connects us more than we realize.
EVENT DESCRIPTION
past the giant glass doors, a sunken conversation pit sits in the middle - a space made for relaxation, for reflection, for building the courage to turn to the stranger next to you. behind it, two towering speakers are merged with the walls, responsible for breathing life into the room, filling it with sound so immersive it feels like memory itself. we chose to host the first mixtape memories at the madhappy store for good reason.
on thursday, we'll give you a floor mat to settle in and a sleeping mask to make it easier for the music to take over. throughout the night, voices will rise, sharing the moments of yearning that shaped them, the songs they carry, the echoes of their past, and as each story unfolds, you'll listen together, feeling the weight of nostalgia, longing, and joy in the room.
in a few days time, a group of strangers will sit in a room, at first slightly awkward and shy, but what they do not know is soon enough these 40 strangers will be their people. the music will soften their edges, the stories weave invisible threads, and by the night's end, the distance will have disappeared. in that moment, you are no longer just listening, you will be a part of something. a memory in the making. a community born from sound. a community composed of a bunch of grownkids. can't wait to hang




