Richard Davis has obviously been taking notes on all of the recent reconciliations of house in the image of clicks and cuts, and thankfully he doesn’t regurgitate them. Instead, he rebuilds and reworks the cues into beautifully salient and crisp forays into the trademark understated-but-oh-so-fierce 4/4. Most appealing is Davis’s precision production, where intelligent compression and a crisp meticulousness support the vocalist Souc Souc Silversponge’s whispered sexiness along with Richard Davis’s own appropriate vocal peppering. Like an Englishman living in Germany (which he is), Davis knows the benefit of coming from acid house but traveling the Trans-Europe Express. Davis’s Safety is the juicer aspect of microhouse J.