Being an audience member for an electronica act is a tricky balancing act between paying attention to what the performers are doing and focusing on perfectly executing those sweet dance moves of yours. And somehow Disclosure gave their audience a way to do both: there was always a canopy of glowing phones held aloft, but the ground floor was an undulating, sweaty mess for their entire set. Contrasted with the reaction to opening DJ T. Williams—which was polite, but unenthusiastic—it legitimately seemed like Disclosure made the place come alive.
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