

Every two weeks on Saturday evening, one North American city sings a 'shadow anthem' — Detroit on its third bankruptcy, Tulsa on what 1921 won't let go of, Pensacola on hurricanes-and-spring-break, sung from the city's own perspective.












Pittsburgh sings in the first person plural, and it starts with an insult the city decided to keep. In January 1868 the writer James Parton climbed a street above the mills, looked down into the smoke…