We used to take our wives and girlfriends there in the early 70's on a Saturday night before our lock-in at the Broadway. Don't remember any bands but dashin around the floor doing the Gay Gordon (not the guy) and other funky stuff you do when your drunk. Remember carrying my misses down the stairs piggyback and got the heel of my platform boots caught on the 2nd to last step!!!!!! Able to land on my knees and the misses just stepped off!! Happy daze.
