alex, stina and i paid a visit to our quasi-French neighbors to the north last night to catch the hotness that is chromeo and flosstradamus, at club 1234. after enjoying the favorable exchange rate, taking part in some shady dealings, and waiting in line for an hour, we made our way into the club. flosstradamus came on around midnight and, as expected, murdered the crowd with their ill-mixery.
an hour later chromeo came on, opened up with tenderoni, and the place fell apart. apparently a home town crowd makes a difference, because halfway through the first song