I just finished reading M. T. Anderson's Symphony for the City of the Dead, a book that feels like it was written for me.  I love the music of Dmitri Shostakovich and have wondered for many years how he survived in Stalinist Soviet Union.   Was he a stooge, writing music to please his Communist handlers?  Or was he a dissident, coding his music with subversive messages?  Through his narrative, Anderson makes clear that the great Soviet composer was a mixture of both defiance and compliance, both courage and cowardice.  In short: "He kept himself alive."

Read the book for the story of a man of twitchy nervousness, a chain smoker with a mania for soccer and a tenderness for his children, the ability to write lyrical music with bombs thundering all around him.

Read the book for the tale of a city of canals and bridges, palaces and concert halls, as it undergoes revolution, purges, and the longest siege in recorded history.  All the horrors of the twentieth century are concentrated in a single city: St. Petersburg/Petrograd/Leningrad.

Read the book for the descriptions of the music.  They will impel you to your local library to find recordings of the pieces he mentions, above all Shostakovich's Symphony No. 7, the Leningrad. 

Jonathan Daniels may be the most important Civil Rights hero you've never heard about.  Rich and Sandra Wallace aim to correct that injustice with their new book, Blood Brother.  The subtitle says a lot: Jonathan Daniels and His Sacrifice for Civil Rights.  Daniels makes the ultimate sacrifice, and he does so with his eyes open all the way.  He understands the risks of fighting against Southern racism:  "No white outsider here is entirely safe….  The possibility of death, whether immediate or remote, cannot be a deciding factor for me."  But his idealism pushed him forward:  "My freedom depends upon everyone having their freedom."  What an inspiration!