The rain clouds parted just in time on Saturday for the start of the first on-campus Bacchanal since 2019, where Mayce, Bktherula and Duwap Kaine, Bakar, and Doechii performed sets of their hit music on Low Plaza.

Mason Tomlin, CC ’24, has always been good at picking up new skills. Whether it be riding a unicycle, teaching himself the piano and guitar, or learning to produce music, Tomlin is a bona fide self-starter.

The intricacies of the natural world, love, and cultural identity pervade the music of singer-songwriter Max Patel, CC ’23. Patel’s classically trained vocals, jazz influences, and Hindustani motifs meet soft indie pop production to frame his sound under the stage name “Jayani.”

Doechii will headline Bacchanal April 1 alongside Bakar and BKTHERULA, Bacchanal announced Friday in an Instagram post.

When Candice Hoyes, Law ’04, was completing a legal clerkship during law school, she told her supervisors that she was leaving to go to a family reunion. She was actually en route to an opera festival.

Harmonized, broad-ranged vocals soar as electro pop and R&B production intertwine in “20,” a debut EP released in September by Katie Yang, GSAS ’23. Yang’s lyrics and eclectically styled backing tracks formulate images of her 20th year of life, sharing elements of Chinese culture and the New York college experience.

Bacchanal announced on Thursday that its spring concert will be held on campus for the first time since 2019. The news followed hints on social media and “We’re Bacch Outside” posters that were pinned up around campus.

On National Coming Out Day, one could meet Eva Westphal, CC ’23, at Henrietta Hudson, matching the lyrics in the song she debuted on stage that night: “We can meet at Henrietta’s/ We’ll dance ‘til we feel better/ And soon we’ll be feeling alright.” Hot pink fluorescent lights and mirror ball reflections illuminated her face as she took the stage of the late-night lesbian haunt. Her positive disposition was infectious as she told a packed crowd about her new song, inspired by the very venue everyone was sitting in that night.

Inside Smoke Jazz Club, mood lighting illuminates a maestro who’s been playing for years. Red curtains frame him prominently at the center of the stage. He stands back emphatically, with his eyes closed, listening to a fellow musician and nodding at his trumpet player as if to say, “go on,” before beginning his own solo.