The butcher won’t cut the meat for my husband. It’s been 15 minutes now. I’ve already picked out all the produce for the week and I’ve been waiting for him at the register. I just need 2 kilos of lamb shoulder, cut in chunks. I want to make his favorite stew. But they...

I grew up surrounded by sound. As a little Black girl born smack dab in the middle of Detroit in the 1970's, my ears were treated to the delights of Motown, acapella gospel choirs, fledgling rappers on the cusp of a new medium, and retired jazz musicians who had long l...