I moved to Ann Arbor in 1988, a year after Trees first called it quits. The town has been through boom and bust and has changed tremendously, but I like to think it still has the kind of idealism that Trees represents, innocent in the best sense. What goes around comes around, and the young songwriters who are proliferating at summer festivals and coffeehouses are Trees' branches.
[Originally published in November, 2011.]
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