Effortless, sexy, and beyond confident, Detroit-based electropop duo Snow Strippers bring nothing short of ice-cold heat to their live performance.
Vocalist Tatiana Schwaninger strikes a delightful balance between soft, feminine delivery and thunderous hype, bringing Snow Strippers’ signature duality to life for a live audience. Dressed in a mismatched crochet set, Schwaninger is like your playground crush all grown up, pulling us onto the dancefloor by the hair with each dirty track they play.
Some people might be turned off by Snow Strippers’ use of early Youtube-esque instrumentals, corny soundbites, and relentless irony. But to me, the genuine love for this music shines so brightly that you can’t help but get into it, sinking your teeth into each vulgar, indulgent musical moment.
DJ/producer Graham Perez is offers incredibly skilled support for the vocals. He sounds like he’s gotten so good at DJing that he’s begun to reject whatever is cool and subversive, instead sinking to the level of primally-satisfying beats that worm their way into your brain and refuse to let go. He has an awkward, yet strangely loveable stage presence, dressed like a Gucci frat boy and obnoxiously fist-bumping his way across the stage like he just took a pill in Ibiza. As annoying as it sounds, it’s actually completely indispensable for the set, offering the perfect counterbalance for the sultry, feminine energy of Schwaninger.
The music of Snow Strippers is good enough for them do nothing at all up there, and yet they continuously throw their intentionally corny energy right in your face, easily bringing the irresistible, dark club vibes of their performance—even in broad daylight.
