“As a musical landscape, Detroit is tangled up in mythology: the twitchy legacy of Motown, the ashes of The Stooges, the political caterwauling of John Sinclair and the screeching MC5, the piercing howls of a carnivorous, vine-swinging axman, and the recent commotion kicked up over a brother/sister duo and a loping white rapper. Fold in a handful of press-ready analogies about industry and grime, a”
