Escort
The Independent
∙
San Francisco
Saturday, November 17 at 9 pm PST
Outdoor Patio
Nightclub
Concert Venue
Saturday, November 17 at 9 pm PST
Outdoor Patio
Nightclub
Concert Venue
Entry Options
Details
Description
Enjoying accolades ranging from the New York Times to Pitchfork, NYC's disco champions are an incredible cast of musicians including founder/producer Eugene Cho, JKriv, Dave Sharma and lead singer Adeline Michèle.
Escort’s long awaited second LP “Animal Nature” is a leap forward from their critically acclaimed debut. “Animal Nature” stays true to the tradition of clubland’s holy trinity – New York, Chicago and Detroit – while staying on the forefront of modern disco and a new era of not-so-underground dance music. In an age where the dance music is over saturated with countless producers churning out an endless stream beats and remixes, Escort stands out, in part, by creating dance music the old fashioned way: with impeccable production, musicianship, and songwriting. Their explosive live performances have cemented their reputation as one of the city's premiere live acts and has enabled them to showcase their unique live dance sound around the globe.
"Animal Nature,” is filled with neon synths and driving beats that range from Giorgio Moroder-dark to Tom Tom Club-bright, while Michèle’s icy vocals echo the best Danceteria-era divas."
– The New York Times, T Magazine
" ...seamless blending of deep house beats and disco glitter, the product of co-founders and producers Eugene Cho and Dan Balis, plus buttery R&B singing by Adeline Michèle"
– NPR
"Instant-Classic Disco-House Banger"
– NY Magazine, Vulture
" ...strikes the perfect balance between the increasingly mechanistic and the primal urge just under the skin."
– Pitchfork
Body Talk,” has more verve than Studio 54 on a Bicentenial Saturday night with ’70s keys, luxurious strings and synths, handclaps, and Adeline Michèle’s guttural vocals.
– SPIN
“This New York dance orchestra was churning out period-perfect disco homages years before Daft Punk got lucky.
– Rolling Stone