If Detroit hadn’t chased off all the rich and all the industrialists, perhaps someone could serve as a patron to the arts. But ever since Coleman Young decided that white=Satan, you can forget any Andrew Carnegies or Leland Stanfords sticking around. And even if you allow taxpayer subsidy of the arts, in the tough times, you pay for the essentials. In a city like Detroit, at a time like this, symphonies are a luxury, not a necessity. And I love classical music.
From personal, though second-hand, experience, classical training is still a golden key to college admission.