Doing Autoethnography

Abstract

I sit in the classroom-turned-conference room on the first floor of Manoogian Hall at Wayne State University, taking in an evocative narration of the power of music in autoethnography. As the presenter drums, and my closed eyes take me far from Detroit, Michigan (United States), I notice a definite change in the atmosphere. All goes quiet, a momentary and collective feeling of confusion. The lights have gone out in the building.

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