Cross Club might be a bit off the usual tourist paths, but that's its main strength rather than weakness. A mostly-local crowd allows this club to be as weird as it wants to be, and it never lets up on the head trips. The decor, straight out of a science fiction film, looks like it was designed by H.R. Giger on a bad acid trip: automobile parts serve as lamps, weird liquids in glass containers bubble and light up, and the ceiling would make a great prop for an industrial band's music video, except on the second level you have to duck down to walk under it. The tangle of wires and metal appliance parts don't make the place any easier to navigate, and getting lost in its jungle of rooms is almost guaranteed - not that that's a bad thing, as each room plays different styles of house, techno, or chill-out music by DJs as inventive as the decor. There's even a food stand for late night munchies.
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