Read some reviews so it looked promising. Went to check it out but it's m actually closed for…read morerenovations.

Very unfriendly to tourists. Visiting from Ireland with my husband, and we were manhandled out by…read morean aggressive bouncer, because we left our jackets unattended on a stool. Later we heard that this is standard practice, to remove patrons who are not regular. Horrible experience.

It's been permanently closed down. Not sure why that hasn't been posted yet. Ordered an Uber there…read morefor nothing.

Seriously one of the best clubs I've been to, especially for its size…read more I went on a Monday night and had a great experience in almost every way. (1) The prices are unbelievable (or were in Monday night): no cover charge, 1€ bag check, 6€ for what I think was an entire liter of beer, 3€ shots. Even in Spain that would be a bargain, let alone the middle of Paris. (2) The hours served me really well. I'm always happy to find a club open on weekday evenings. Things were already moving at about 10:00 (very early by European standards). (3) The people were partying! When I arrived there were only about a dozen, but the dancing was very on. Some other clubs seem to wait until the room is packed and the people are drunk, but these people were at it from the beginning. It was almost entirely guys and girls in their early 20s, possibly a couple more guys than girls at the time, but not a huge disparity and possibly a fluke. (4) The music wasn't great but it did the trick. Bunch of over-popular US songs (mostly rock and some hip-hop) mixed with some French numbers. No real DJ work going on but hey, it was party music and it had the people moving. All in all, this is a gem. It's almost certainly a local spot mostly unknown to tourists, which is why it's so subtle, so underpriced, and so concentrated with local energy.

We watched a 3 piece band shred in an underground cave while drinking 3 euro beers! What more could…read moreyou ask for?

Good and fun location, the people there were friendly, nice taste of music.. Upstairs is a bar,…read more downstairs, we have the rock floor, where you could show what you are made of. You can also purchase drinks: cocktails, monitor, beer...

The security staff (one man, one woman) opened the lock of the toilet door while I was sitting on…read morethe loo urinating because they "suspected drug activity". When they saw me sitting there, they threw me out because "my piercing looked like I had been doing drugs". i had to insist to be allowed to as much as wash my hands. They didn't look through my bag or anything, i guess my privates and my piercing were the points of interest? I was later let back in by another security staff member who tried to gaslight me into believing the door was ajar. It was not. I saw it turn in slow motion as I was wiping my blood from my crotch and these two disgusting individuals were standing there shouting at me. Only reason I went back in was because there was no way to get anywhere safely at that time and I had a flight the next day. When I had to pee next I had my camera ready but they only did that once.

So this one time, while waiting for the Eurostar to Paris, I saw Skrillex…read more SKRILLEX! Brutal dubstep DJ extraordinaire! Said sighting was all the more thrilling because I had "seen" Skrillex, in concert In London The very night before Despite all the voices in my head telling me to leave him alone I went to him to say hello. Said "hello" actually kind of sounded like this: "OHMYGODI'msuchahugefanofyoursIsawyouinSanFranciscoandthenlastnightinLondonandIjustthinkyou'rethefuckingshitanddidImentionIwassuchahugefan???" At some point during the above amazing "conversation" He asked where I was going And I said Paris And I asked where he was going And he said Paris And then I joked, "Maybe I'll come see you again tonight" At which point he turned to his manager and said, "Can we put her on the list?" In my head: EEEEEEEEKKKK!!!!!!!! From my mouth: Oh, yeah, I mean, whatever man. Cool. He played at La Machine du Moulin Rouge (Like, inside the old Moulin Rouge!!!!) Observations at La Machine du Moulin Rouge: All the bar staff wore these cute, incredibly French stripey t-shirts. The drinks were an extraordinarily reasonable 4 euros a pop. I learned about a new drink. It's called mojito a la champagne. It's a mojito, but you put the champagne where the soda water used to be. You should get it. I also learned that "tequila" is also "tequila" in French. I love the cramped, super uncomfortable smoking room at the front where you can squeeze yourself against an ungodly number of attractive Frenchmen. I was asked if I had MDMA maybe 6 times in 2 hours. French bouncers are maybe the nicest bouncers in the whole entire world. French gigs are maybe the smelliest gigs you will ever go to in your life.