Before they started collaborating on electric dance music presentations, New York City’s artistic and managing director Adam Alpert synthesized Alex Pall and Andrew Taggert. Brought together by his skill in recognizing and unifying talents, this liaison connection will not soon be forgotten. From the very start theirs was an electrifying compilation kicking off with the Platinum bound hit “#Selfie.” Straight through to today, they have not disappointed the music scene topping at #1 on Billboard’s Dance 100 for 2018. With a full schedule of live stage shows from coast to coast throughout this summer, this American deejay duo is showing no signs of hitting pause.
Armed with plenty of bottles of water, their audiences consistently come to showout, ‘busting moves’ yet unnamed. Every deejay’s desire is to move your body until you drop or atleast feel like dropping. But Chainsmokers takes it all some steps further. With their heart pounding beats and their propietary lyrics, they capture your soul, hijack your muscles and wrench your joints through a history of forbidden and collectively common memoirs. Yet each of their own tunes maintain an element of hope that earns their invincible inveighance a continual stomp of approval.
Their concerts appeal to those who are not faint of heart. You must willingly engage in an onslaught of truths, a barrage of beats and their mindblowing unification of troubled trebles. When you do, you will survive even the mental calisthenics. What the water bottles can’t help. And what results is a bit of purging neatly packaged in a sweaty, sweet release.
Perhaps the Chainsmokers‘ most popular production, “Sick Boy” ventured into darkness in ways unheard of by the dual deejay team up until that point. Some fans were caught offguard. New fans jumped onboard with open hearts. All remain intrigued. Still in wonder as to their degree of self divulgence, we cannot deny.. all change starts with admission.