How Ramadan devotion became Nigeria's percussive revolution. The talking drum does exactly what its name promises. The dùndún, as it's called in Yoruba, has two heads connected by leather cords. Squeeze them and the pitch rises, following the tonal patterns of speech. Relax your grip and it drops low. In the hands of a master, this hourglass-shaped instrument doesn't accompany language. It becomes it.

On her new self-titled album, the Brazilian artist returns to herself. We talked transformation, diaspora, and the power of staying soft. On her new self-titled album, the Brazilian artist returns to herself. Seven years sit between Ludom’s debut and her sophomore record. In that time, she toured four continents, slept on friends’ couches between countries, sent production notes from bus stations, and shed a name. What was once Luciane Dom compressed into something truer: Ludom.

There is something undeniably familiar about the way we express ourselves through our bodies as Africans. Our dance styles are as vast as the countries contained on the continent; a continent so multi-cultural and multi-dimensional that the only way you could describe what makes the way we move so special, is the word, energy.

The Somali café has four tables outside. Two women at the corner one, both in hijab, one in a purple abaya that catches the light. The other keeps lifting her tea, putting it down without drinking. "Walahi, it's too sweet today."

EADEM named a face mist after Mami Wata and the internet split wide open. Fear, pride, confusion, celebration all at once. Beneath the noise lives a question worth sitting with: what shifts when a spirit shaped by centuries of movement and memory shows up on a beauty shelf? This piece offers clarity, context, and cultural literacy.

Before the shutter clicks, a negotiation happens. For over a century, that negotiation was rigged. Film emulsion was calibrated for white skin. The "Shirley cards" that cinematographers used to calibrate skin tones and lighting featured only Caucasian models until well into the 1970s.

True influence whispers. And sometimes, it whispers across oceans. This is Between Shores: a new sonic offering from Subtile. Vol. I is called Prayers, Portals & Pulse, a 14-track playlist that does.

Anita Kevin is a South Sudanese and Ugandan model. I first met her in 2016 as a curator bringing female visual artists and performers together at exhibitions hosted by her platform Okuki. The platform, which also hosted panel discussions for these artists, has grown to include a website to host similar content that reaches a wider audience through the site and social media.

Accents carry what language alone can't erase. You can learn perfect grammar, memorize idioms, rehearse pronunciation until your mouth aches. The accent remains half fossil, half living tissue. Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o wrote that language carries culture and identity.

Movements begin in rooms without cameras, built through organizing that compounds over years before anyone outside notices. Then visibility arrives: funders, media, international conferences and suddenly the people on stage speaking about the work rarely match the people who built it.