Last time we ran into Electric Six, ironical vocalist Dick Valentine was wearing some sort of flashing codpiece, while an old woman (with flashing breast parts) mouthed Jack White’s backing vocals. Yeah, they’ve done a lot since then — like drug buying, dance commanding, gay-bar hanging — but we’d sorta forgotten until a bit on Fluxbog reminded us of how much fun the Detroit six-piece can be. Also — bonus points! — the band’s fourth album has a title we can abide by: I Shall Exterminate Everything Around Me That Restricts Me From Being The Master. Hear that, Mom?
We kid. The name comes from a 1921 drawing by the German artist George Grosz referencing capitalism in all sorts of excess. The band chose it for good reason. They write:
The album is excessive in its exploration of excess. Every song in one way or another is the result of excessive access to excess. The jazzy cabaret-ish album opener ?It?s Showtime! ? explores what happens to a band when it plays in excess of 250 shows a year in front of?..people. Here?s a hint: excessive resent and anger at?…people. It is followed by the piano-raga grooviness of ?Down at McDonnellzzzzz? a real time documentation of the erosion of American youth culture at the hands of excess trans fats and supersized shareholder profits at the expense of excessive burgers.
So where does “Dance Pattern”‘s neurotic new-wave disco-dancing fit into the excess? Well, if you’ve seen us dance, you’ll understand. Love it when Valentine asks, “Was my vox too sexy? / Was my vox too strong?” (We hear ya, dude, though at first we thought you said “box.”) It’s like a Scissor Sisters Blues Explosion.
I Shall Exterminate Everything Around Me That Restricts Me From Being The Master is out 10/9 on Metropolis.