Saturday night’s sold-out hipster convention-cum-dance party at the Paradise was noticably different than Sunday’s sold-out Dropkick Murphys show. Despite a packed house, there was no band on stage and there were no bright lights. Instead, a pair of men stood in near darkness behind a few decks of turn tables and electronic equipment while a too-cool crowd partied hard in front of them.

Parisian DJ duo Justice, a.k.a. Xavier de Rosnay and Gaspard Aug’eacute;, took 2007 by storm with their critically acclaimed debut album, Cross. As soon as the MySpace Music Tour headliners started playing, the faux-Keffiyahs and candy-colored hoodies were promptly stripped off, rapidly causing near-unbearable heat faster than you can spell “D.A.N.C.E.”

Playing for more than two hours, it seemed Justice should have been able to cover most of their bases — and for the most part they did. Favorites such as the current Cadillac jingle “Genesis” and current single “DVNO” elicited a riotous response.

However, a truncated version of their most famous single, “D.A.N.C.E.,” and a near-skip of the Simian collaboration “We Are Your Friends” (the audience sing-along prompted a spin of the full version) left the set a bit heavy on the instrumental side. The heavy synths of “Waters of Nazareth” can only be dragged on for so long, especially when surrounded by one too many sweaty bodies.

Luckily, they redeemed themselves toward the end, playing remixes of other club favorites such as Kylie Minogue’s “Love At First Sight” before closing with their own take on Rage Against The Machine’s “Killing In The Name.”

While Justice has thus far been

successful in bringing their signature French electro to an American dancefloor, they’re dangerously close to novelty territory. With most of the Ed Banger roster working strictly in-house (Uffie would never have been able to “Pop The Glock” without Feadz) Justice might want to look into branching out when it comes to their sophomore album. However, it’s unlikely the

hipsters will mind as long as it’s fronted by more campy, over-the-top artwork

courtesy of Ed Banger visual director So Me.

Ultimately, Justice’s Boston show was grand, but marred by the too-small venue — too small, even, for the group’s gigantic light-up prop cross that couldn’t fit on the Paradise’s stage. Perhaps if the club didn’t fill to capacity so there was more room to dance, or if the show was held at a larger venue (RIP Avalon), Justice would’ve been the show of the year, instead of the special de la semaine.