roller disco funk

     A while ago at a club that is now known as the Irish Rose Saloon, there existed the dirtiest seediest hole in the wall club that one could ever imagine. It had a dark wide stairway going up from the door entrance into the club. Once at the top of the stairs all you could see was the dance floor to the front left, the bar to the right and behind, towards the back, some pool tables with hanging dingy lamps over them with plumes of cigarette smoke filling areas between. Towards the opposite of the stairs and everywhere else around the club was darkness. In this darkness was booths with tall backs to sit in, the kind of booth and tables one sits in when you don't want any one to find you. This club at the time that I would frequent there was called "Pink Caddilac". But the dingy club has existed the same way it had always been with a variety of different names whenever they had to change owners or some shady business always seemed to loom in the atmosphere. Other names this place was called was... "evolutions", and some others I can't remember. Promoters used to throw jungle nights there called "rewind" and I had some good times there in the "nineties". But my favorite night was the eighties and goth nights. They were every Tuesday. At this time of my life, I would go out to the clubs at least four/five times a week. I practically lived at a handful of clubs. And of course whenever you're a regular at a club, the promoters and worker's for the night, always become your buddies. And me always being there every Tuesday night, I ended up drinking and playing pool with the djs, and heck, I'd be the only one there and I'd have the entire dance floor to myself!