I wake up in a (COLD SWEAT)

I'm gonna try to publish a link and see what happens. I went up to a club in Harlem last nite, Buddy Fox (aka Bloody Socks...in Cockney Slang) had his birthday bash and aloha to nyc party there...he's moving to Maui..the place had that eerie Disneyland feel to it..Good ol boys on harley hogs and cowboy hats hanging by the 'El"..up in Harlem, not so wierd if they were gay, but I got a real hetero vibe..a white band playing blues..good barbeque menu but very corporate...nuttin' like, say, Sylvias, or even that kookie nightclub on 7th Ave. that had rented one of the bathrooms out to a Chinese restaurant, where you could get hot Southern fried chicken livers to go with your beer..now that's Harlem. Or the restaurant that shoves out a plate of pigfeet and potato salad out from behind the bullet proof plate glass window..that's Harlem..there were no pimps or pickpockets, or sloppy drunks. Most everyone looks like Columbia students with major credit lines on their credit cards..Disneyland..Harlem...they need me to tear up the joint.