Whenever an author lays claim to what it means to be Black, a site of disruption is created, wherein a Black audience member is expected to identify with or see as “truth” a representation of himself that cannot be.
Since the very first daguerreotype, photographs have been a way to capture a moment in time. What other media are able to encapsulate our memories?
We value a musician's completed compositions, technical virtuosity, or the ability of a performer to express emotion. But what about the value of listening?