On the backroads that stretch between Indianola and Jackson, the weight of what Mississippi once was — the long rows of cotton, the silence of fields that once demanded everything from the people who worked them — still hangs in the languid air.  Out of those...

Clarksdale, Mississippi sits at the crossroads of memory and myth, a place where cotton and soybean fields stretch toward the horizon and the blues clubs still hum. But behind the stories about dirty deals made at dusty crossroads, you’ll find the work of real people...

“I always had a sense of restlessness and a sense of curiosity and dreaming about life beyond,” Sansone says, echoing the wanderlust he’s shared with generations of Mississippi musicians who have taken their talents to new zip codes.  “In my dream world, I was...