
Some people don't make music for fame. Some people don't make music for money. Some people don't make music for any of the reasons we expect them to.
Some people make music because it’s ever present. Because the music of their city is in their blood. Because the futuristic dreams of Detroit’s broken promises are ground into the concrete and every step is the sharp snap of an 808 snare, the bleep sequence of a modem, the deep rumble of machinery. [read more...]