I saw David Allan Coe in Detroit's absolute ghetto a few years ago. Before we went, had to research the place just to make sure we wouldn't die there. This was one of the reviews:
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Hey guess what?!
Detroit can be a rally ****ing mean place when it wants to be.
What do I remember about Harpos?
Everyone pointing out the various locations where people got stabbed, shot or murdered. And I mean around the building.
Like I went to take a leak behind a dumpster and someone said,
"hey that singer from (so and so band) got stabbed there and bled to death."
At my most vulnerable moment I replied, "oh really?"
They replied, "Yeah no one could hear him calling for help because the other band was playing..."
What do I say to that?
I was pissing where a guy died.
Other than that Harpos had a lot of really nice space to park and load... Oh and a stage that was like ten feet high. I was getting scared of heights for real.
The stage was plenty big but the way I run around and the inevitability that one of us will spill water on the hard wood stage spells disaster.
Here's the thing about Detroit though... It may get super sketchy real fast but honestly ten minutes down the road and you end up in safe and sound suburbs just like any other city.
So Detroits rad in it's own way.
Like wild mood swings.
Still went, it was a pretty unique experience. Met a guy from Canada who had COEFAN as his license plate, saw a bunch of 50 year women get obliterated, sang along to classics such as "If That Ain't Country" and "Longhaired Redneck", and made it to Lafayette/American for some great coney dogs.