Dayo Akinbode: My American Husband Jumped on Stage to Dance with African Drummers
It was a sound that travels through your body before your mind even processes anything. The deep, rhythmic, unmistakable beat of African drums. A call that moves the body, the heart and the spirit. Before I could turn to look at him, Gary, my husband, had already taken a step forward. One minute, he was standing beside me. Next,…










