Connie Danger has a cosmic visi, but his tools are simple. He does not have a band or full-on recording studio, so he must make do in his bedroom. The result is imperfect- but also epic. His simple pop songs might build to a cinematic crescendo, or they might give you the sweet, sweet funk you need in a dancefloor banger.
Connie Danger applies daily for a Sugar Daddy or Mommy to finance his dream of a space movie opera. Absent this Sugar Patron, he must make do with his green screen. The result is a sexy VHS retro-future maelstrom- and if it's nothing else, it's tons of fun to make.
But all the epic arrangements and videos act as a "magician's hand" to distract the listener from the naked honesty of his stories. Songs like "Coming of Age" and "Forever" take on the topic of adolescent love and the unwilling and messy road to adulthood. In "Falling", he articulates a moment of deep self-loathing at the rock-botoom of a heartbreak. In "Run, Connie, Run", he describes the growth from codependency to independent self love. In "I Wanna Be Sexy", he writes about the intoxicating power of influence- be it cult leader or the cool guy at school. But all this would be for naught if the melodies and arrangements were not fun and groovy and space age. So that's what Connie Danger aims at.