In the early 2000s I was turned on to a website that was solely devoted to providing a history of Michigan's, and more specifically, Detroit's early rocknroll and garage rock scenes from the early-mid 60s. I have the site to thank for my first taste of early Bob Seger; and by that I mean the raw primordial shit that was a far cry from the spit-shined, ready for prime-time, Silver Bullet Band of the 1970s. Which brings us to 2010's Never Mind The Bullets: 1966-74, a fan-made . . .
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