One member of Deee-Lite calls himself Jungle DJ Towa Towa; he happens to be Japanese. Another, known as Super DJ Dmitry, is a Soviet emigre; the third, Lady Miss Kier, is an American glamour girl in platform shoes. You can guess they’re not Southern Baptists singing hymns.
Together these stars of the trendy New York club scene make dance music that’s unpredictable and steadily delirious. In World Clique they don’t have answers to the problems of the day, unless love (touted in ”Power of Love”), smiles (recommended in ”Smile On”), and, most of all, a rhythmic groove (”Good Beat”) are what the world needs now. But they offer these nostrums on World Clique with an ironic edge, and slip in quirks of their own.
Some quirks are in the lyrics: ”Who Was That?” evokes the shadow of a friendly stranger slipping through a house at night, doing nothing worse than leaving the radio on and eating half the food in the refrigerator. The kinks in the music, among them gallumphing bass riffs and tinkly bells that rise and fall almost as if they were breathing, are nearly endless. Deee-Lite even indulges its taste for ’70s funk by bringing in prize funksters like Maceo Parker and Bootsy Collins (Parker worked with James Brown; both men played with George Clinton) to add live highlights to the ongoing bustle created by samplers, computers, and drum machines. Their churning contribution nearly pushes this record right through the top. A-