April showers peel back the dirt from our greenish earth, often revealing previously hidden roots 'n' gems either lost for a time or in some cases never rightly appreciated in the first place. This April, that gem comes to from the mysterious urban graveland we call, Detroit and one of the minds drifting free there sometime in the indeterminate past. Back when the Motown scene was uprooting, and the city's Vietnam protesters were looting, a young Rich Ristagno went from jamming in the garage with... (read more)

Artists in this story: Rich Ristagno