From The New Yorker’s archive: a selection of pieces about musicians who have used their voices and instruments for political purposes.

Osaka wasn’t quite in top form against the American Jennifer Brady, but she was dominant anyway—again.

Innovative grassroots resistance is growing despite mounting regime intimidation.

Limbaugh finished his career less as a leader of the Republican Party than as simply another Trump follower.

You can get life tips from a greater diversity of voices than ever before, but what are we really searching for?

Viewers of Sri Rao’s biweekly interactive performance make Mumbai Mules and chicken curry while watching the show.

To love another animal is to remind ourselves of how strange, complex, and irresponsible our behavior can be.

Fashionable hair style, by end of Mardi Gras, is slack (8).

“Without saying a word to each other we know that, if we chose to, we could venture into something reckless.”

“It isn’t always beautiful, / the voice, the time, the foggy scene.”

The author discusses “Casting Shadows,” her story from this week’s issue of the magazine.

“He has been waiting seventeen years to open it / and is impatient.”