A Run the Jewels concert is by no means your typical live rap show. It’s part rave, part revival and part LSD trip. It’s an uproarious night out at the Improv. It’s the opening scene from Saving Private Ryan, but stretched out over 70-minutes and with even more explosions. When it ends, you don’t know whether to start the revolution or wring the sweat from out of your clothes and sleep for a week.

The dynamic duo of Killer Mike and El-P touched down at the Aragon Ballroom in Chicago last weekend to perform one of the final few shows of the North American leg of their Run The World tour. It’s a sign of their burgeoning popularity that the location had to be moved from the 2,500-seat Riviera Theater just down the street to the 5,000-seat Aragon shortly after tickets went on sale in order to handle the demand. Even then, the event quickly became a sell-out.

It’s pretty astounding how far Run the Jewels have come in a relatively short time. I first saw them live in 2014, a little bit after their second album Run The Jewels 2 dropped, in the intimate confines of Porter’s Pub in San Diego, California. That show was a pretty stripped down affair. All they had to rely on was their charisma, their explosive, hard-hitting material and the crazed enthusiasm of their fan base.

Though the size, scope and production value of their show has increased exponentially since then, that dynamic has pretty much remained the same. Take away the myriad of colorful strobe lights and the giant, inflatable pair of zombified hands from the cover of their first album that hung high over their heads, and what you had was two high-energy, lyrical wizards plying their trade in front of a crowd ready and willing to totally lose their shit over bangers like “Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck),” “Blockbuster Night Night Part 1,” “Call Ticketron,” and “Legend Has It.”