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Electric Six - Fresh Blood For Tired Vampyres album review

Detroit’s dance-punks take a detour to ’84

Electric Six Fresh Blood For Tired Vampyres album cover

If you’re thinking to yourself, “Jesus Christ, not these fucking assholes again,” nobody would blame you. After all this is E6’s 12th album in as many years, and let’s face it, we don’t really even need 12 Electric Six albums in a lifetime. However, as the title suggests, this one attempts to meander far enough away from the Detroit band’s standard dance-punk formula to feel like something new and fresh.

That doesn’t mean you’re going to like it, of course, it just means it sounds different. How different? Like Grandmaster Flash trading Casio licks with the Thompson Twins different.

You’ve gotta hand it to the Six, they went all in on this funky new wave retro bullshit trip of theirs, and if you don’t miss the stabby hard-rock riffs of their Gay Bar days, Vampyres has plenty of pleasantly goofy soda-pop-sipping hits on deck, from the breakdancey Number Of The Beast to the audaciously phony R&B of Mood Is Improving to the yard-sale-synth Prince-isms of Dance With Dark Forces. This might already seem like a bad idea, but it works in short spurts.

Came from the sky like a 747. Classic Rock’s least-reputable byline-grabber since 2003. Several decades deep into the music industry. Got fired from an early incarnation of Anal C**t after one show. 30 years later, got fired from the New York Times after one week. Likes rock and hates everything else. Still believes in Zodiac Mindwarp and the Love Reaction, against all better judgment.