Imagine you’re keeper of a family tradition that goes back 800 years. You and your kin are tellers of history, spiritual counselors, and you do your work through the medium of music. You’ve learned your art from your father – your father from his father before him. You’re respected. You’re venerated. You’re essential. And then you pack up and travel 4000 miles away. You land in a country where you don’t speak the language. You’re anonymous and utterly out of your element. Photos of African Griots in America with The Signal and Maryland Traditions.