Just when you thought techno was as played out as ''Who Wants to Be a Millionaire,'' the anarchists in Prodigy get the party started again. This is a fistful of baleful electro-funk, as a bass line punches through a scrim of cascading synth notes while singer Keith Flint fulminates like Graham Parker with body piercings. A sharp return to form. A-


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