The other night I munched flour tacos and grooved to the retro girl-group the “Ypsi Sisters.” A few folks dared the heat to dance on the searing pavement to the cool-cool tunes pumped out by these spunky, ink-adorned singers and their surf-schooled backing band. I was with them in spirit, at least.
The Ann Arbor Art Fair means free music and tonight, I snuck down the street long enough to snack on tamales and a disintegrating gyro, while listening to tunes by Captain Ivory. These five lads from Detroit churned out chunky, bluesy roots rock. Crazy folks were dancing in the street, oblivious to the heat.