Five for the weekend. I haven’t done this in a while. First up Philadelphians Chill Moody (rapper) and Cody Kahmar with the music video for “My Eyes”:
Malfred‘s reggae homage to Tanzanian mothers, “Asante Mama”:
Staying in East Africa, here’s new music from Uganda’s Maurice Kirya:
The Mexican-Ethiopian rapper Gonjasufi‘s video for “The Blame”:
And finally, any week of music breaks I’m involved in won’t be complete without some Nigerian-American pop:
A photo essay on Nigeria’s Durbars and the power of royal pageantry.
Half a century after the Soviets built their base on the Gulf of Aden, the same strategic coastline is once more drawing in foreign powers, old and new.
The country that once produced some of Africa’s fiercest moral voices now struggles to sustain independent thought.
Jean Maxime Baptiste’s latest film listens to how grief and history reverberate across generations in French Guiana.
Across the continent’s new coup belt, young officers are stepping into power, casting themselves as guardians against corrupt civilian elites.
While the world debates restitution, Africa’s own heritage institutions are collapsing. The question is no longer who took our past, but who is keeping it alive.
Trump’s aid cuts have gutted HIV programs across Nigeria—forcing local women-led groups to rebuild health and dignity from below.
Africa’s first G20 presidency could mark a turning point for the continent—or simply another performance of green-washed extraction led by mining elites.
From Iraq to Gaza, empire no longer needs to annihilate populations when it can dismantle the very structures that make collective life possible.
In Najaax Harun’s paintings, the self confronts its own reflection—haunted, tender, and unafraid to transform.
Made just as Sudan descended into war, ‘Khartoum’ captures the beauty, pain, and humanity of a city shaken by violence—and the filmmakers who became refugees alongside their subjects.
From indirect rule to Operation Dudula, the lines dividing citizen from stranger trace back to the way empire organized identity and labor.
Francesca Albanese’s visit to South Africa exposed a truth we prefer not to face: that our moral witness has hardened into ritual. We watch, we clap, we call it solidarity.
Nairobi’s cultural moment reflects both the promise of continental imagination and the anxiety of performing arrival for the world’s gaze.
Hurricane Melissa made clear what COP30 obscures: the climate crisis still follows the lines of empire.
In Tanzania, the Gen Z uprising meets a state whose old bargains have collapsed.
The death of Kenya’s most enduring opposition leader invites a reckoning—not only with his contradictions, but with what his long struggle reveals about the unfinished work of liberation.
Inside the crumbling walls of Nigeria’s Old Secretariat, echoes of colonial governance and national awakening meet the silence of decay.
In Tunisia’s coastal city of Gabès, residents live in the shadow of the phosphate industry. As pollution deepens and repression returns, a new generation revives the struggle for life itself.
Far-right and pro-Israel actors are recasting Nigeria’s insecurity as sectarian extermination to distract from Palestine.