harvard grads D.A. wallach and maxwell drummey make up the uber-eclectic duo chester french. kanye wanted to sign them, but they made the power move to pharrell’s star trak imprint. great work, fellas.

these guys are as funky and refreshing to my generation as steely dan was to my dad’s. i mean, what’s cooler some cool ass white dudes who are down with every genre of music, and make music that everybody can appreciate?

i’ve seen them live twice, and they’re phenomenal; the two were born to rock crowds. they had the entire mid-sized venue on their feet, jamming out to their set when they opened for N*E*R*D in atlanta, and in richmond. i even saw the most hood dudes bopping a little bit! let me stop cising them. just check the joints out:

DL: chester french – she loves everybody

tell me their EP art isn’t ridiculously clever. they threw these huge condoms CDs out at their shows. dope music marketing. click to buy their EP for dirt cheap.

BONUS: slim thug – i ain’t heard of that (chester french remix) (feat. bun b)