Category: Music

Glory Days

When maintenance came to clean Jadwin Gymnasium on the morning of November 2, 1978, they found litter on the gym floor, broken glass, and gouges in the basketball court a quarter inch deep.

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Have You in My Wilderness

Julia Holter’s music has always suggested a crossroads between what is accessible and alienating; what is pop and what is confident, modern composition. In Have You in My Wilderness, she has sought to directly accommodate both styles, and to move away from the aural and thematic structures that characterized much of her earlier albums.

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Sounding Off: John Bischoff’s Music is Just Noise

A writer searches for meaning in John Bischoff and James Fei’s recent sound performance.

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Pitch Imperfect

It wasn’t a dare made on a drunken night nor was it a private joke made with friends—one that would make us splutter at random moments to the displeasure of a passersby. It wasn’t even one of those mental promises made casually to myself (CVS run, get pens; sign up for dinner with faculty) that eventually slips into languid oblivion.

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Letters to Self: The Nass interviews artist David Timm ‘22

An interview with a Princeton creator.

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Lo and Lana

Re-constructing Lolita with Lana Del Rey

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A History of A Capella

And the constriction of Song.

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The Low Is What I Came For

Heart of stone, rind so tough it’s crazy / that’s why they call me the avocado, baby. Shouted alternately by a cheerleading squad and lead singer, this hook appropriately announces the return of Los Campesionos! in the single “Avocado, Baby” from their new album No Blues. It’s a little bit ridiculous, catchy and self-deprecating, and classic Campesinos.

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A Community Like My Own

“But I can say this: as I stood on stage on that final sold-out Saturday and belted out the final lyrics to the finale, “We’re home!” for the first time since arriving on Princeton’s campus I felt like I had a place on this campus. I felt at home.”

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Ellie Goulding Stuns in New Interview

Never meet your heroes.

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Kiss Land

I have a confession to make: I’m not a hipster, especially when it comes to music. If anything, I’m a reverse hipster; I only hear about things that are popular way, way after they actually are. That’s why I have a Backstreet Boys poster in my room.

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Monkey Business

This is not the first time I’ve written about Arctic Monkeys. There’s a good chance that this will not be the last time I write about Arctic Monkeys. And there’s good reason for that.

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