Shina Novalinga locks eyes with her mother, Caroline, with an intimacy and closeness that feels that much more special during a pandemic. Caroline tilts to her other foot and exhales a guttural sound. Shina replicates and the two go back and forth, producing an infectious beat that’s hard to resist bobbing to. Sometimes the pitch is high, sometimes it’s low, but it’s nearly impossible to decipher...
A revival of Indigenous throat singing
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