The dance club was AFTER my time. I frequented the place back in the early 70s when just about anything and everything happened there. It was a rough place... strippers, drugs, fights. Parked outside on the street would be hippies, dogs, packsacks, buskers, dealers and panhandlers while what went on inside, went on inside. Baker Street back in those days was a kind of Haight-Ashbury of the North.
