With the N Y E parties at your doorstep wouldn’t it be cool to have a secret weapon for when the party peaks? When people are jumping onto the floor, bouncing with joy? Well, here’s one!
“Danger! High Voltage” arrives in 2002 like a novelty lighter that won’t stop burning. Detroit is busy selling authenticity by the yard, every band elbow-deep in grit and back-to-basics mythmaking, and here comes Dick Valentine in a polyester sneer, turning the entire project inside out. Disco bass. Pornographic bravado written by someone who sounds like he learned about sex from a photocopied magazine in a dentist’s waiting room. It isn’t stupidity. It’s impersonation.
Rock music at this point is terminally afraid of silence. So it fills the gaps with electricity, horsepower, square footage, volume. Valentine doesn’t fight that language. He plays it until it becomes grotesque. Fire in the disco. Fire in the Taco Bell. A man alone in a fluorescent America, screaming about power because nothing else is left that can make him feel real.
Even Funkier adds a sub-bass, swagger and an even stronger disco demeanor for the track. It’s really fitting and works like a charm.
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