Chromeo

Chromeo

Imagine, if you will, a yacht. It's forged of gold and strong African teak, bobbing gently at anchor somewhere between the French Riviera and Detroit. A statue of the late Roger Troutman is affixed to the stern like a guardian angel. The ladies of Klymaxx wander the decks serving strawberries and cream on silver platters. Sylvester himself is the skipper, and Hall & Oates are down below, keeping the engines in shipshape. This is the S. S. Chromeo, and the two men who create the smoothest of music under the same moniker are at rest aboard, preparing... more