Sam Ribakoff and DJ Assault talk about Detroit techno music, the ghettotech scene, and starting a record label.

Adam Wray may or may not have beaten up someone in a Jeremy Scott sweater last night. A few things I love: regional strains of dance music; creative, idiosyncratic junk food; compellingly inept sports franchises. Cradle of modern electronic music, birthplace of the coney (a marvel of modern gluttony), and home to the improbably awful […]