Inspired by a collection of poems by Constance Hunting, the spirit of this mix series is to ask each artist to share, in some form, a distinct memory they hold in their minds, and express that memory over the arc of a mix and an associated written piece. This can be interpreted however one feels best suits their vision - whether it be a selection that evokes or reminds you of that central time / place / person, or a weaving of sounds that reflects the narrative of the feeling in that memory, or anything in between.The idea is to see memory as a breathing, living being, one that influences your feelings and sense of self.

The Shape of Memory

by @djbigleg, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

The memory I have sonically meandered to is my oldest, occurring during a typecast excursion of my youth, a trip to the janky British seaside. Classic components: crap caravans, faux-extravagant arcades, flickering decrepit coloured bulb lights, and trash bassline music booming from rides, merging with the symphony of rattling bolts resonating from within. This was an illustrious time.

By the early 2000’s these places were already far removed from their former glory, an ongoing dereliction. The memory pivots around the top tier stratum of nostalgic connection, the “wrinklies” (aka nan and grandad aka rita & peter aka reet & pete) when we had a -mega- day out to a glow in the dark bowling alley. Imprinted in my cortex is the gutter rails, glistening and causing retina flare as bowling balls bounce off them, glinting from the UV paint. The coarse smoke curdled laughter of my nan, my grandad’s impeccable bowling technique… 

"Reminiscing is an avid pastime, and when with the family tales are told oft, a kind of shared familial history. One time when jovial with my mum I casually referred: 
“oH yEah liKe thAt TiMe wE weNt bOwliNg w/ naN n gRandad!”, to which she replied:
*“what r u talking bout, u weren’t even born”*."

Grounding cable slipped, static buzz;, with one loose thread being pulled, then twizzled round the cosmic pinky. A memory in stasis, firmly here but never there. A lost memory of a lost place. This mix aims to focus on that process, the loose cerebral realm of transfixed wooze, the upper spot, where reminisces develop frays, and your grounded truth becomes an abstraction. Did your cherished memories ever actually happen?


Tracklist: 

Tortoise - Goriri
Coil - Sara Dale's Sensual Massage 3
eXquisite CORpsE - One
David Hykes + The Harmonic Choir - Rainbow Voice (Blade Soundtrack)
DJ Krush + Toshinori Kondo - Ko-Ku
This Mortal Coil - Barramundi
Future Sound of London - Bird Wings
Markus Stockhausen + Jasper van 't Hof - Aqua Sansa
Hoodie - Event Horizon
YS - Be Together
XQST - SDLY
Michael Kamen - Waiting for Daddy (Brazil Soundtrack)
King Krule - The Cadet Leaps
Ozric Tentacles - The Eternal Wheel
Fishmans - Long Season (Part 3)
Dead Can Dance - Severance
Les Rallizes Dénudés - Enter the Mirror

ghunghru 048 // dj big leg / The Shape of Memory

by @su-baykal, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

"This mix is based on how I used to feel going swimming in high school. 
I’d go after class on Fridays. Once I started swimming, I would feel completely sheltered from the the world  as though I had ceased to exist in the world and the world ceased to exist for me. All I thought about was the water and how I moved through it. I remember the clarity of being in there, the blue that was everywhere, how it felt like I was in on some sort of secret that I had no access to when I got out. I’d follow the furious clouds of bubbles kicked up by the person ahead for what felt like forever, in mesmerized form, stretching my arms forward, kicking my legs behind me, going back and forth, back and forth. I would feel my heart get louder and louder in my ears as I got tired. My limbs would start to feel heavy, it would get harder and harder to float, my breaths would become gasps and I would know I was almost done. I knew that the water could hold only me for so long."





Track list:

Rrose - The Swelling
JASSS - Theo Goes Away
Hugh Marsh - I Laid Down in the Snow
Teleself - Liquidtone
Efdemin - Drop Frame
Ellery Cowles - Eagle Claw
Audiotech - Techno City '95
Terrace - Seventh City
Justin Berkovi - The Storm
Roza Terenzi & D. Tiffany - Melting Ladies
Volruptus - Alien People
Divide - DM909
Evod - RA505
Animistic Beliefs - Thief of Sanity
Underground Resistance - Death of my Neighborhood

ghunghru 049 // su baykal  / The Shape of Memory

by LA-based @dj_samwise 

curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

artwork: detail shot from 'After Ecstasy, The Laundry' by Fay Sciarra.

"Every wise voyager learns that we cannot hold on to the last port of call, no matter how beautiful. To do so would be like holding our breath, creating a prison from our past." 
– Jack Kornfield 
 
 
Tracklisting:
clouds - captain’s mix
sqala - dorisburg remix
aspetuck - friuli
qnete - exery
new members - mythos
sumorai - spinball
bolam - comfort zone
ebende - what i come from
silverlining - observa (feat. ntem)
maara - tranquil lust mommy
jad&the - infinite autonomy
escape artist - workout
anunaku - spirale
nail - happen dub
harry wills - waiting for rob (tim shlockermann remix)
jay gadian - infidelity

ghunghru 050 // Samwise / The Shape of Memory

Mix by @taylorbratches, series curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

Taylor’s Earth Energy Mountain Mix (Ode to Colorado)

A cairn stacked like a koan in the center of the creek, perfectly still. A vision of my crown chakra, spinning in lavender and white, offered in a flash of instant divinity as I’m coming down the mountainside at dawn. Coming down on molly. The silhouette of the mountain’s sharp ridges neon from morning sun and we descend. A vision shared, a coven of witches seen, when the veil lifted briefly in the middle of the night, under the sparkling river of many-colored stars. A party at 14,000 feet on a gold mine, meditating in the thin air after dancing in trance through the night. Channeling. Ghosts. Speaking in tongues. Letting the Spirit move through me. Rhythm. Moving my arms automatically. Mudras taught to me from no one but Truth, from Source, belonging to no one. Collapsed identity. The illusions lifted. The process of unmasking, of undoing my conditioning. Learning sorcery. Stored trauma shooting out my fingertips, body releasing cathartic every weekend. Endless pain. Endless growth. Endless freedom. This was my life in Denver as I raved through my twenties. And perhaps my most potent memory of all: the rock outcropping, hovering hundreds of feet above the bouldered canyon, our cozy spot. The party--my favorite one, the most sacred--only halfway over. We stopped in our togetherness for a respite, left the treehouse or the dancefloor below where Huckaby or Donato Dozzy or Atom™ or Tobias or Demdike Stare or Erika or Patrick Russell (didn’t realize how lucky I was until it was gone). Whoever was spinning, we climbed up the ridgeside to sit hand in hand, together and alone, to watch the sun rise. As the crackling rays exploded over the horizon, casting peace across the spine of the mountain range, I looked around to see eyes closed. Closed mine. If you spend enough time in the Rockies, they do something to you. The sun coming up was a phenomenon. And not just because we all dosed. The music never stopped, the thud wafting up from below. The frequency, the wavelength, connecting all of us. Techno was where the home was. Is. Seeing each other soul-to-soul, no ego. The way it was. What have we become? Sometimes I’m thick with longing. Colorado is lost, but not lost, its earthen roots forming my core. Planting me, grounding me, so that I may become whoever I was. Whoever I was going to become. Now. Here. This mix is a memory--an amalgamation of memories, an amalgamation of a place and the best parts of my twenties--a gift to myself, to my friends, to you.

Tracklist:

Oscar Jerome - Subdued (Hector Plimmer Remix)
Deepchord - Red Lantern (Parts 1&2)
Mind Controlled Rectifier - Peels
Donato Dozzy & Anna Caragnano - Parola (Rework)
Crossing Avenue - Laguna
Al Wootton - Power Must Change Hands 
OK EG - Prismatic Spring
The Lone Flanger - Entanglement Interference II
Donato Dozzy - Vaporware 01
Donato Dozzy - Valentina
Shed - Taken Effect
OK EG - Anther
Code Walk - Touch
ASC & Synkro - Sacred Moments

ghunghru 051 // taylor bratches / The Shape of Memory

sonic memory by @ms_ed curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

"This mix picks up some stems of continuity between the formative music I listened to and what exists in my current collection. Many of the sounds evolved from what I listened to in the early 2000’s and further back. Just another sucker stuck in the 20-30 year nostalgia loop!

I had some material, but rarely think to listen to, explore, or mix on the more reflective side. Doing so put a spotlight on a dusty section of my library and created space to experiment with long blends. The exercise taught me to stop psyching myself out and take the time to work with what I have.

There are elements of chillwave, indie/folk rock, lofi, hip hop, and rnb. Artists like Toro y Moi, Washed Out, Beach House, Beirut, Foals, Soulwax, Simian Mobile Disco, El Guincho, Metronomy, Hot Chip, M83, that one song by Animal Collective (you know the one lol), Sufjan Stevens, and reaching back further, TLC, Aaliyah, Brandy, Nelly, Ja Rule, Usher, the list goes on. Fragments tinkling against each other in the echo of memory."

Tracklist:
Steven Legget - Lakka
Ballake Sissoko - Salaman
Daniel Avery - Memory Loop
Erika de Casier - The Flow
L.u.c.a. - Echo 1
Love Inc. - Life's a Gas
Jana Rush - Divine
Sensual Physics - Approached Decay
Steven Legget - Forte
Susumu Yokota - Spectrum of Love
DJ Paradise & mdo - flowers bloom over and over
uon - J
Pululosz - Sinfotálamo
DJ Plead - M11
Sad Boi - Fais Moi La Guerre (feat. Nastychong)
Warlock - Juice
Melly - Doof Doof

ghunghru 052 // Ms. Ed // The Shape of Memory

Mix created by @mxblaire
Series curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

Word by @mxblaire about this sonic memory:

"This mix is a validation note to my former self who was in the middle of a grief-stricken period of not being able to sleep. I had only slept a couple hours over the course of 3 days because of a traumatic experience I was living through at the time. I desperately needed to put my strung out mind to rest. In that time, I battled with undulating waves of tension and relief. Cycles of gently soothing myself only to find out hours have passed with no solace and then moving to self-destructive frustration.  

The shape of my memory is not uniform. It is raw. It is soft & comforting. It is sharp & painful. This mix captures the agonizing pattern of tension & self-soothing through experimental and ambient leaning sounds. I hope you open yourself up to all types of feeling as you listen. 

With an abundance of love, 
Mx. Blaire <3"

Tracklist:

Yamaneko - Dissolving All Ghosts Unknown 
Crystal Quartez - Dispersal 
Terrence Dixon - Found in Space 
Ciarra Black - Give Up The Ghost 
SOMNOROASE PASARELE - Kolchab 
Russell Ellington Langston Butler - Modular Synths Make You Trans 
Shanti Celeste - Sun Notification 
Sand Circles - Nezha, For Upper Yanoun 
Julia Gjertsen & Nico Rosenberg 
Burial - ANTIDAWN

ghunghru 057 // Mx. Blaire / The Shape of Memory

@dj_leesh on this sonic memory:


Fragmentation and Union on the Search for Utopia


It is not Utopia that we strive for. It is not reaching a “destination”, as Utopia is no place. It is the search for Utopia. Upon the water, the boat floats. We are in charge of the sails, and we decide which direction we move toward. On this journey, no one said it would be easy. Choppy waters and going forward into the unknown darkness of night. Yet, the stars shine, as does the moon. And from above, there is light. And when hours pass and the sunlight breaks, it simply illuminates. Simultaneously this light casts shadows on the placid watery plane. We need both on this search ~ both night and day. Symbiosis leads to quantum leaps. On this search for no place, memories arise, and with them we move ahead in awareness. Memories fragmented and fractal, morphing and merging and changing with the tides. They gather along the way into a collection of dark and shiny pieces of us. Some we choose to keep. Some we choose to free. We honor them all, for without them we would not be here, right now. On the boat. On this search. Shaping new memories as we float. The Utopian heartbeat thumps to the rhythm of just one sound. Do you hear it? Love is calling.

ghunghru 058 // Leesh / The Shape of Memory

words by @delilahtov about her sonic memory: 

"somewhere over the rainbow, there is a place we can go to do magic. it’s a land of abundance where we tranifest our dreams—yet we bring our nightmares with us. in loopy quests for healing, power, and pussy, we tromp up and down a steep mountainside bearing amulets, wands, and shields. on moonlit nights, shadows reach out from our wakes, but vanish as soon as we turn around to look. 



this mix is inspired by a night on that land, taking refuge from a storm and wayward psychic energies with three queer children in a bathhouse. we fed logs to the stove in a wood-fired sauna as outside, muffled thunder seeped from clouds sparkling with electricity. i felt myself channeling Hera, adopting Zeus’s ephebes—young, effeminate cupbearers. one carried water, the other a staff, and the third was keeper of the Pan flute, an eternally hitting vape; the gift that keeps us living. 



staying lifted, surfing currents of our whims, we fanned the flames of a bonfire outside that persisted to spite the rain, until one of the children whispered “hold me,” or rather demanded “cuddle puddle.” we traipsed up to the cabin, where with beaver-like instincts, i heaped blankets and pillows on the wood floor to make a dam that held back time. the kids nuzzled in purring satisfaction. an oil lamp on the hearth illuminated offerings of tinctures, balms, and spiked Mountain Dew. i puffed the vape while i scratched the kids’ backs, admiring the sacredness of youth. 



for those few hours we were all nineteen, re-writing our stories with chosen family and striving to not re-inscribe the wounds inflicted by our blood. we needed to not give a fuck about anything except blowing on each other’s simmering coals. both dreams and nightmares can keep one from sleep; i know this from experience. so nothing could sate me like watching chests rise and fall in slow rhythms, as each of Hera’s children faded into gentle sleep.


dedicated to the lost and found bois."

ghunghru 059 // Delilah At Night / The Shape of Memory

Words by Eugenia about this sonic memory: 

In this episode, I reflect a moment I had last summer, late August. I was sitting with a new friend, up on a raised wooden platform late at night, the second day of Waking Life. We had talked at length, having just begun to understand the ebbs and flows of each other’s minds. I told them that lately I had been holding onto moments of unresolved conflict, of goodbyes that felt rushed, or pains of others I was unable to heal. I was carrying the weight of these small, broken up moments which had accumulated over time.

A thick, dreamlike fog rolled in front of us, as we sat, holding each other tightly, It suddenly parted, revealing the outlines of graceful figures moving towards us in the distance. This vision coincided with a moment of precise clarity: I noticed my idealistic need for harmony in every moment; at the influx of this realization, I began to accept and lean into the dissonance that repeats itself, in spite of this desire. I tried to forgive myself for the lack of closure of past connections, the loose ends.

I realize I felt this because I deeply cared about each moment, and this is natural, human, and essential to who I am. The anxiety and subtle shards of pain I had been clutching in my chest for so long burst out of me, leaving me transparent, spacious, and light. I was filled with gratitude to have had the possibility to be heard, and seen, in this realization, by a person who I felt intrinsically understood me.

In this first transmission, I wished to guide listeners through a moment I experienced in which a long-existing emotional weight left me, feeling swept away by the space around me. Through this, the previously hazy details of my inner self came into my field of vision.

tracklist // Deepchord - Rooftop // Lawrence - Floating // Sonmi451 - Rienza // Conforce - Desolate Ground // Function - Ember (Field) // Kettel - Electrician and the Adventurer // Sa Pa - Epiphanic // Loscil - Black Tusk // Autechre - Brochusevenmx // Taylor Deupree - Thaw // Sigha - Light Swells (In a Distant Space) // Aleksi Perala - GBBVT1337122 // SND - 9 // Ciò D’Or - Ur // Sollman / Gurtler - Watte (efdemin version)

ghunghru 023 // eugenia / The Shape of Memory

ghunghru 030 // r.ss / The Shape of Memory

by @berrmax, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

The anchor of this mix is a recollection of a moment from sometime in September 2017. I'd left my job and begun traveling abroad for several weeks. Almost a full month into my trip, I was visiting some friends in Australia, in Far North Queensland. We spent four or so days walking around a cute little resort town tucked between the beach and sprawling mountains covered in deep jungle. 

One morning during my stay I crept out of the house early and walked by myself along the beach and out to the end of a long pier extending eastward over the Pacific. As I stood and looked out at some islands balanced delicately on the horizon, and then back towards the dark green slopes jutting upwards behind the facade of the town, I was overcome with the idea that this was just about as far as I could possibly be from where I grew up in Michigan. I have long fixated on the feeling of being "far from home;" even now as I approach five years living in LA I still often find myself pausing to soak in the fact that I'm really *all the way over here* as if I need to bottle up the sensation to make sure I don't forget it. 

But here it was in full force, that feeling totally distilled and concentrated in a way that could never again be matched, leaving me rapt in silence as sunburnt Ozzies milled around me. It felt triumphant but not final, as though I had completed a journey outwards and could now work out my path back, rediscovering what I'd skipped or discarded along the way. 

This selection of tracks is meant to start from that specific moment and then unfurl itself towards the more general "far from home" idea, the little tingle that you get when you've left your usual corner of reality and are facing unknowns with eager eyes; full of euphoria yet grounded, reminded of all that it took to get to this point.

Tracklist:
Julianna Barwick & Rafael Anton Irisarri - A1
Anton Zap - Miniature
5ive - Almost Heaven
Dan White - Digital Detox
Benoit B - Vague à l'Âme
Aleksi Perälä - NLL561606934
Shaded Explorer - Underwood
Bigeneric - Oro Verde
Ambien Baby - Cosa
Melly - Shrubbery
C.K. - Hybrid Textures
Udmo - Float

The image is from a hike in Mossman Gorge near the area where the aforementioned memory took place!

ghunghru 034 // max ellington / The Shape of Memory

by @avsluta, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

"We stood together facing the horizon. In front of us, a giant. A massif that is something of a hill and a
something of a mountain and the Moon has just gently spilled the first of its glow over its spine. We
walked together and inside, a feeling of gratitude and love was expanding. We shared this journey.
Alone. Together. As I lay down to face the sparkling sky, I feel your presence with me when you left
my side and ventured to explore. This human presence transformed into something cosmic. I float in
my inner space, gathering music from the air into my innermostness. The world folds itself on my body,
on my mind, on my soul - and everything is one. From the abyss within come bubbling out energies I
seem to know, existing on a different plane of consciousness. These are artefacts of ancient female
wisdom which I hold within and finally can reach. I feel fertile, pregnant with my own reality. The
reality that is constantly in flux, always emerging. Pulsating in transformation, giving birth to
someone other and yet so familiar, I come into being."

TRACKLIST:
Kazuya Nagaya - Wolfman's Dream
Neel - Life on Laputa Regio
Ancestral Voices - Forn Sidr
Biosphere - Poa Alpina
Geir Jenssen & Pete Namlook - A Way To Focus The Mind
Max Würden - Wirkungsgrad
Acronym & Korridor - Sscending
Vril - Eos
Lena Deen - Dorsal
Bobby Cazanova - Fallin'
Akis - Christmas (Bartosz Kruczynski Remix)

ghunghru 035 // avsluta / The Shape of Memory

by @penumbra_0, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

In the shimmering sunlight the city was a transparent lake, but as the sun crept down the city dissolved into a veiling grey horizon. I remember the faint remoteness as I stared out to my hometown of Los Angeles. I had recently moved back home and had expected for the rush of nostalgia to bloom into a previous self. However, there was instead a stillness that seemed to be waiting for something. The rolling hills before me arched up and down but only seemed to descend. The moments that followed dilated around me and I took solace in knowing that I was truly happy again.

This progression of music tries to embody the slowed and slurred first moments of my days rediscovering Los Angeles and the unintentional ebb and sway of finding myself again. A gradually looping state of lethargy breaks out into its own speed and dance.

Tracklist:
96 Back - Ambient Banger
Andres Zacco - Leit
Loscil - Lucy Dub
Ocio - No es para palabras escritas
JFC - Strange New World
Pontiac Streator - transier unt
Vibert & Simmonds - Knaim’n’No
Aleksi Perälä - UK74R1514210
Piezo - A Touch Of
Kinesthesia - Sanq (Autechre mix)
Desert Sound Colony - Aunt Wendy’s Wedding in Wales (Instrumental)
Simo Cell - Storm Steven
Mohlao - Amber
Mathis Ruffing - Bismuth
XY0815 - Tool Matter
Aleksi Perälä - UK74R1514120
Onsy - Cutoff V3
B12 - Gimp
Ura - Entertainment
Jimmy Edgar - Wanna Do It
Nautiluss - WiFi Oasis
Leif - Igam-Ogam
Mark - Incantation For The Protection Of JC
Aleksi Perälä - NL-L56-18-07385
Brainwaltzera - 17 Acetonia (Au Pied de Cochon Aescoba)
D. Tiffany - AK
Martsman - Static
Loop LF - Always NV (Martsman remix)
SUDS - Sad and Done
PlatEAU - Three Years

ghunghru 036 // penumbra / The Shape of Memory

by @hi-vis-dj, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

Hi Vis - The Shape of Memory:
 
awake in an empty room
hidden by leaves, forest cover
limitless plateau, endless horizon
drifting in the ocean at night
everywhere, nowhere, here at once
-- -- -- -- —
Track List:
Best Available Technology - Gold (Working Nights)
Page - Reef (c-)
France Jobin - inertia (Editions Mego)
Jay Bernheim - Contact Flight (Light of Other Days)
Biosphere - Arafura (Biophon)
J. Albert - Amygdala (Bandcamp self-released)
Jon Hassell - Dreaming (Ndeya)
Space Afrika - more than (Bandcamp self-released)
Mura Oka - 990933 (Latency)
Ñenado - We Turn Into Planets (Astro:dynamics)
Koriand’r - Acrylic Pour (Reserve Matinee)
Galcher Lustwerk - Left in the Dark (Ghostly)
Pascäal - Duppy Wrist / Trilobite (forthcoming Dreamtone)
The Detroit Escalator Co. - The Inverted Man Falling (Peacefrog)

ghunghru 038 // hi-vis / The Shape of Memory

by @eroooos, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

as we become temporally removed from moments in life, our memories of these events fade. details morph and evaporate, the once-vivid colors, sounds, and experiences increasingly washed out and out of reach. is that conversation or that dance truly remembered? or is it an unconscious invention of the mind intended to maintain a ‘complete’ memory?
this human capacity to misremember and to subconsciously reinvent memories has long enthralled me, and this mix is an exploration of such phenomena. rooted in three environments i inhabited two summers past – the parks in and around berlin, my flat in moabit, and late-night u-bahn rides to and from dancefloors – this assortment of tracks aims to encapsulate both my concrete recollections and my hazy half-notions of the events that transpired therein. imbued (i hope) with an awareness of the mystery of misremembrance, it is an ode to the people and places that made that summer so formative and liberating.

Tracklist:
kaiji - よしの
tetsu inoue - invitable colour
low flung - dust on water
rosy parlane - versa
michel redolfi - too much sky
kara-lis coverdale & lxv - grigori in jakarta
porn sword tobacco - untitled
andrew pekler - description of rain
topdown dialectic - a4
ben bondy - saline drip
dettinger - untitled
hidden valley logging company - 2,000ft
downstairs j - 4 seater
pontiac streator - tuscany
aleksi perälä - uk74r1409137
terre thaemlitz - trucker
de leon - 02
dj python - sbloq
fischerle & persuasion - haiop
juneunit - enwm
2lanes - midwest splendor

ghunghru 040 // eros / The Shape of Memory

by @tape-ghost, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

When I was 11, my dad and I took a summer road trip through Idaho and Montana.
While driving through the mountains, we came to such an elevation that even in the
middle of July, a snowfall began. We stopped the truck at a small lake along the road
as the large flakes gracefully descended. From here, we watched as the snow landed
and evaporated into a thin mist resting on the surface of the water - transfixed by the
strangeness and stillness of the moment. As I journey back through memory, I am
transported to a vision of him standing by the water, camera in hand, quietly observing
the moment.

“When you approach something to photograph it, first be still with yourself until the
object of your attention affirms your presence. Then don't leave until you have
captured its essence.”
― Minor White


Artwork by Will Hamiton
Tracklist:
Loon and Bugling Elk - Yellowstone National Park Public Audio Archive
Yellow-Flowered - Echium
Peacock’s Tail - Jake Muir
Kaleidoscope - Christina Giannone
New World Order - Markus Guentner
for voice - Sarah Davachi
April (book, shuro brush) - Taylor Deupree
Blue.Shift - Yann Novak
Isolated From the Land - Acronym
Ulottuvuus - Pan Sonic
Ilta - ø (Mika Vainio)
Room With a View - Sa Pa
Conclusione - Anna Caragnano & Donato Dozzy
Lotus Leaves - Deepchord
Frisland (Dub) - Andrew Pekler
Bucaneve - Chris Watson
Elegy For Beach Friday - Bee Mask
Movement.1 - Ryuichi Sakamoto, Illuha, Taylor Deupree
Your Privilege of Remembering - Forest Management

ghunghru 041 // tape ghost / The Shape of Memory

by @manuel-birnbacher, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

spirit vegetable

ghunghru 043 // birne / The Shape of Memory

by @ducktrash, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

As a child, I always played in the woods behind my house. One of my favorite things to do was making “Nature Soup,” a special concoction of leaves, dirt, rocks, sticks, flowers, and anything else that caught my eye in the woods. I would arrange the pretty pieces of nature just as a chef arranges a dish of food (although it was on an upturned frisbee rather than a plate). I would bring the finished Nature Soup to my mom and my brother, and they would always pretend to eat it and go “mmmmm, so yummy!” 
To this day, this memory resurfaces often. I think these nascent moments hinted at my passions for cooking & growing food as well as my lifelong love for nature. It’s funny how much meaning there can be in seemingly silly childsplay. Touching on a wide range of genres from dub house to glitchy electro to hard techno, I aimed to curate sonic textures that paint the forest. The fresh smells, the surprising feelings of Earth in my hands, and even the gritty taste when I dared to take a bite of my Nature Soup. There’s nothing quite like the infinite variety, beauty, and mystery within the woods. <3 
To further illustrate this memory, here is a photo album that I shot using a disposable camera in 2014. I wrote captions on the back of each photo as well, narrating a family of ducks walking through some good old Indiana woods. I didn’t know it at the time, but now I see it’s something of a self portrait of the disparate parts of myself getting along with each other while on a lovely meandering hike. 

- DUCKS IN NATURE - 
DiN1 “Water Duck resists temptation of using mysterious plastic lid as raft.” DiN2 “Water Duck relaxes under bridge and tries not to pity kayakers who need a boat to float.” DiN3 “Water Duck avoids camera.” 
DiN4 “Duck Family takes breather atop shady rock hill.” 
DiN5 “Duck Family perches above dangerous rock shards,” 
DiN6 “for they don’t want rock splinters.” 
DiN7 “Flower Duck enjoys company.” 
DiN8 “Flower Duck imagines using flower as parasol.” 
DiN9 “Eye Duck focuses so hard that camera cannot focus on her.” 
DiN10 “Water Duck wonders what Flower Duck sees in dumb old flowers.” DiN11 “Water Duck hides in strange green grass.” 
DiN12 “Duck Family faces rocky peril.” 
DiN13 “Duck Family struggles to stay in a row.” 
DiN14 “Flower Duck faces world.” 
DiN15 “Flower Duck explores watery dirt.” 
DiN16 “Flower Duck hopes mud is not in fact horse poo.” 
DiN17 “Water Duck and Flower Duck step out of their elements.”
DiN18 “Water Duck gets a splinter due to porous skin. Flower Duck gives words of encouragement, but doesn’t know how to remove splinter. Water Duck powers through pain.” DiN19 “Middle Child of Duck Family rebels.” 
DiN20 “Flower Duck and Eye Duck take a swim.” 
DiN21 “Middle Child of Duck Family talks trash about Flower Duck’s fear of the ocean to Water Duck. Soon after, recognizes own distaste for salt water and feels gossiper’s remorse.” DiN22 “Water Duck struggles to keep up with Flower Duck & Middle Child of Duck Family on difficult terrain.” 
DiN23 “Water Duck sees pond on horizon.”

ghunghru 045 // duck trash / The Shape of Memory

by @zahremaar, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

[00:00 - 01:30] Amidst the sensory turbulence of leaving the rave—strobes still flashing behind closed  eyes, ears ringing, bodies exhausted but minds racing—a sense of peace, warm as the morning sun, bathes  us in its light. 
[01:30 - 05:30] The transition begets a moment of contented reflection, and reminds us that we are in fact,  living life to its fullest; that there isn't anything we'd rather be doing than this. 
[05:30 - 09:00] The sun rises over LA as we float the 10 in our uber home—the after afters—sweat  soaked shirts wicking into the finely upholstered seat, eagerly awaiting our return. 
[09:00 - 16:00] We arrive, peel off our clothes, rinse off the 15 hours of salty grime we danced 10,000+  steps to earn, and enter the soft cocoon of our pajamas, reborn. Somewhere in this fluffy haze, it becomes  apparent that though our exhausted bodies have left the sweaty floor, our spirits continue to pulsate in the  shape of its memory. 
[16:00 - 21:00] So we double down, make tea with a sprinkle of sugar, and reenter the undulating void,  USB sticks in hand. 
[21:00 - 70:00] The tea brings life to our bare feet as they bounce together on the carpet. Our movements  create a new world, reminiscent of the one we left but constrained to the ethereal remains of our capacity  to go on any longer. 
[70:00 - End] Eventually our bodies’ exhaustion overtakes, and we guide our gentle float back down to  earth, and finally, to sleep. 
These journeys, with their ebbs and flows, are what shape the memories after the afters, and make them,  well, ours. 


Tracklist:  
Ben Klock @ Klubnacht, Berghain, Berlin Dec. 31, 2018 - Voice Memo Recording Perila - Open Road 
Cosmin TRG - Interstellar Inflight Entertainment 
Alessandro Cortini - Bestia+(coda) 
The American Dollar - Simple Bliss 
Perila - This Story Doesn't Make Any Sense 
Skee Mask - Frogsplash (Reshape) 
Exos - The Morning Goddess 
Eduardo De La Calle - Llapataye 
El Choop - Woman (Night) 
Shuffles - Gotta Go (Tm Shuffle 5lampi dub) 
Boulderhead - Ionic Bonding 
Andrey Pushkarev - Between The Mountains
Four Tet - Ribbons 
Djrum - Tension 
Perila - 5am 
.mp3Neptune - Drifting Further Out, I Broadcast My Final Goodbye Moby - LA6 
Mountain Rain & Thunderstorm Sleep Sounds - Ambient Noise For Sleep & Meditation

ghunghru 046 // zahremaar / The Shape of Memory

by @wiggle_iv, curated by @eeeeeeeugenia

Writing endlessly about the period that this mix represents, the first 4 or 5 months of 2019, or even the attempt to autobiographically collect and order my emotions and memories about the events leading up to it into a winding narrative text, would, I think ultimately prove useless. Nevertheless, couple of days ago, I started to make a list of the different emotions that I associate with the different moments expressed in this mix – loneliness, new love, euphoria, sadness, apathy, self-hate, childlike excitement, confidence, destitution, betrayal, utter confusion, hope – and realized pretty quickly that if I could identify 13 emotions that represent the experiences lived during this time period, I could just as easily choose 130 and still not come close to accurately representing the totality of my lived experience. 

This progression of songs does accurately reflect the experiences, emotions, and moments that I lived in the order that they occurred, or at least how they exist in my memory. Yet their strength lies in a total, visceral statement which ultimately cannot be reliably broken down into individual, definable elements. The attempt to reduce and analyze specific moments referenced here would unduly divorce the associations from the context that defines them inside of me and dilute the power which they collectively exhibit, a swirling mass of feelings, memory scraps, and affective experiences that language is unable to force into submission. In conceptualizing and recording this mix, though, I was able to gain a better understanding of how my own personal processes of renewal and recontextualization have created and stored the individual meanings attached to each song I chose ... Honestly, emotions still confuse me. 

I am honored for being trusted with the opportunity to share this personal narrative in its full capacity with you, a retrospective snapshot of the moment when I began to discern and value myself as an individual entity who deserves, who has the ability, to exist separately from the constructs of identity and the interpersonal relationships which had defined my environment up to that point.

Tracklist
Swans – Blind
Pink Industry – Don’t Let Go
MGMT – Little Dark Age
Autolux – Turnstile Blues
Aphex Twin – #15
Andy Stott – Science and Industry
The Bilinda Butchers – Secrets
Blood Orange – Champagne Coast
Lord Folter - Interlude
Triathalon – Slip’n
Daughters – Satan In The Wait
BAMBARA – Human Hair
Have A Nice Life – Unholy Life
Naomi Punk – The Buzz
Fugazi – Afterthought

ghunghru 047 // wiggle / The Shape of Memory

mix series host @ The Shape of Memory via @ghunghru

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