Over the course of four fricking years, Detroit invented, established, exploited and eventually killed the genre of rock music most commonly known as Minnesota Fleshrock. The product of a foursome of fabluous friendships, Detroit made Fleshrock a household word and catapaulted its members into fantastic careers doing various things. Jeff Ham and Mark Erickson came to the project from a previous, lamer one in 1994, hungry to mine the potential of an absurdist Rock n Roll vision, enlisting their old friends Grant Eull and Jeremy Ylvisaker in service to the cause. The result was one of the silliest and smartest rock units ever devised, a four-way train-wreck that flabbergasted audiences from (East) coast to the Taste of Minnesota. After several critically esteemed releases and a shelf-full of meaningless industry awards, Detroit finally broke down in 1998. Since that time, they've shamelessly reunited a few times, always to cash in on the public's seemingly unquechable desire for originality and spectacle in its rock. This fall, Detroit will reunite yet again, as a favor to the Brothers Sullivan to mark their tenth year as owners of Minneapolis' legendary 400 Bar. If you come, you can expect the typical Detroit bacchinal, with money tosses, inflatable apes, jerry-rigged explosive devices and lots and lots of Fleshrock.
