The music on Free Palestine is neither programmatic nor didactic—it invites us to reflect on Palestine without telling us how to think about it.

Lee Morgan was a renowned jazz trumpeter; his wife murdered him when he was only thirty-three. “I Called Him Morgan” takes a new look at his life and times.

Araminta excavates a history of black music that remains somewhat hidden, thanks to the narrow imagination and racialized marketing of the music industry.

In Kimbrough’s new album “Solstice,” Adam Shatz hears an uplifting, lyrical escape from our beleaguered political moment.

Meredith Monk at the National Sawdust Theatre.Maybe it’s a post–11/9 condition, a porousness to emotion, but whatever it is (or isn’t), Meredith Monk, who performed last night at the National Sawdust Theatre in Williamsburg, spoke to me as no …

Leonard Cohen died on November 7, a day before the election, at eighty-two. Readers of David Remnick’s extraordinarily moving profile in The New Yorker know that he had been preparing for death. Still, it felt like an act of cruel and unusual punishm…

The Birth of a Nation, Moonlight, and the black protest tradition.Last week, I took a train to Harlem to see The Birth of a Nation, Nate Parker’s retelling of the slave rebellion led by Nat Turner in Virginia in 1831. Released in October, the film …