One of my favorite songs on the album is “ICU (Madison’s Lullaby),” which is dedicated to her younger sister Madison De La Garza. The story of the song is what makes the track truly beautiful to me. After her near fatal overdose in 2018, De La Garza greeted her sister who wasn’t able to see when she first woke up in the ICU (Intensive Care Unit) due to temporary blindness. The title of the song has a double meaning, the first being to represent the Intensive Care Unit and the other meaning “I see you” as Lovato promises to be there for her sister from now on.
A green guitar and a microphone is all you need. It might help to have a favorite spot where you live where you feel most comfortable recording and just making music. This is what one rising song writer does after being featured on WSTR, the College’s radio station.
It’s the season of love, and with that brings the question of finding the right music. Whether you are celebrating with your significant other in person or online this year, a common question is how best to set the mood. While photos of candles for online backgrounds might help, music can help this season feel closer to normal, even if everyone is just kissing their camera this Valentine’s Day.
Just eight months after her chart-topping debut solo album gave fans a pleasant surprise during the early months of quarantine, Paramore frontwoman Hayley Williams is back with her second effort, “FLOWERS for VASES / descansos"
No one could miss the smile on Isaac Aston’s face. He was one of the two principal trumpets in the College’s last Concert Band performance before the pandemic. Shortly after this concert, students went home and the era of online learning began. There was a promise made that the band would return to perform another concert on campus.
The College’s School of the Arts and Communication partnered with Robert Wood Johnson University Hospital (RWJUH) to build upon the hospital’s existing holistic arts programs. The program, which currently includes wellness treatments such as art therapy, meditation, pet therapy and reiki, is now expanding its branch of music therapy.
The TCNJ Music Department held their first Virtual Tuesday Recital on Nov. 10. Normally Tuesday Recitals are performed live in Mayo Concert Hall, but due to the pandemic they have been moved to virtual performances.
Ariana Grande released her sixth studio album, “Positions,” on Friday, Oct. 30. Following her lead single by the same name a week earlier, she released a total of 14 tracks. With this album, Grande has finally established her authentic sound and tone — it reflects her and her taste through superior vocals, storylines and emotional messages.
Everyone has their favorite band they listen to. But what if I were to tell you that there is a band completely made up of animated characters, yet they still hold in-person concerts for thousands of fans around the world? For those who don’t know who I’m talking about, let me introduce Gorillaz.
Sigma Alpha Iota (SAI), the College’s international music fraternity, held an event on Nov. 5 that focused on the soundtracks to protests throughout the ages. The event was designed to examine modern protest music and how they relate to the present day.
The Aces held a virtual concert for students at the College, hosted by CUB, on Oct. 21. The Aces are an indie-pop band from Polva, Utah, composed of members Katie Henderson, McKenna Petty, Alisa Ramirez and Cristal Ramirez. They released their album “Under My Influence” this July, and they plan to tour for the album next spring.
There’s an image I can never really get out of my head: the boy in baggy jeans and a grown-out crew cut, also known as Chad Michael Murray in the millionth iteration of “A Cinderella Story.” The year is 2004 and I’ve probably never loved anything more than this jock-turned-Prince Charming and poet at heart, all fictional of course. He’s got that hard exterior but soft interior, the kind of personality that makes all the girls keep pictures of him in their lockers. Utterly unattainable.
Every time I hear the first guitar chord of “Can’t Stop” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers blare from speakers, a divine intervention takes place. My heart swells to Herculean proportions and starts pumping an extra liter of blood through my veins. My limbs spastically flail and dart in futile attempts to keep my dancing trunk in equilibrium, and my slightly smudged lenses through which I usually see the world are instantly replaced by a kaleidoscope of iridescent globules and blobs.
I was born and raised surrounded by music.
From the time I was an infant, my parents would host informal music education sessions, popping CDs into the 8-track player built into our old minivan, gracing my ears with a variety of classic and alternative rock, from Queen to Rob Thomas and so much in between.