Gather 'round, children, to hear a tale of woe.
Once upon a time, in a place far away from where you sit right now, there was a strip joint called "Southside Johnny's". Colloquially, the category of "strip joint" was called "titty bars", but Johnny's didn't stop there - it was a full nude establishment. No pasties or G-strings or "hot pants" or any of that nonsense. When you went there to see strippers, that was exactly what you got, not an "R" rated version of nudity.
The trade-off for being a full nude strip joint was that they were not allowed to serve alcohol. If you wanted to drink, you could bring your own, but they weren't allowed to sell or serve it. They did have soft drinks and juices for sale, giving it the alternate name of a "juice bar" so that Church Ladies could talk about it and frown at the concept without having to mention the word "titty".
In this bar there was a dancer who went by the stage name of "Tesla". She was a bit long in the tooth for a dancer, probably close to or maybe in her thirties, which is kinda mature for a dancer - most of the girls in the bars I worked as a DJ and/or bouncer were in their late teens or early 20's, maybe 18 to 22 or 23. but then again, there's a class of fella who prefers their peaches fully ripe, and shuns the half grown waifs that other men chase after.
One night, I witnessed Tesla dance to this song.
Day-yum! For all the years she had on her, that gal had more moving parts than a Swiss-made watch, and limberness, agility, and muscle control to match. I believe she coulda whupped my ass in a fight, so I never fought her.
That's been 30 years ago or so, and still to this day I remember that dance, and that dancer.
Out of all the dancers there, I only remember Tesla, and one other gal who did a flip off the stage one night and into my lap, and who never stopped dancing - kept right on going, right where she sat in my lap. That, and one of the stunts Tesla did, taught me to never sit right at the rail of the stage at Southside Johnny's - afterwards, I always sat back against a wall, or in a corner, away from the stage.
I'm not going to tell ya what Tesla's stunt was that moved me away from the stage, but it involved her sitting on the stage rail and hooking an ankle behind my neck. That gal was one wild child, for all the years and miles she had on her.
I've no idea why it's posting a link instead of embedding the video, but the song is "The Zoo" by the Scorpions.
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Once upon a time, in a place far away from where you sit right now, there was a strip joint called "Southside Johnny's". Colloquially, the category of "strip joint" was called "titty bars", but Johnny's didn't stop there - it was a full nude establishment. No pasties or G-strings or "hot pants" or any of that nonsense. When you went there to see strippers, that was exactly what you got, not an "R" rated version of nudity.
The trade-off for being a full nude strip joint was that they were not allowed to serve alcohol. If you wanted to drink, you could bring your own, but they weren't allowed to sell or serve it. They did have soft drinks and juices for sale, giving it the alternate name of a "juice bar" so that Church Ladies could talk about it and frown at the concept without having to mention the word "titty".
In this bar there was a dancer who went by the stage name of "Tesla". She was a bit long in the tooth for a dancer, probably close to or maybe in her thirties, which is kinda mature for a dancer - most of the girls in the bars I worked as a DJ and/or bouncer were in their late teens or early 20's, maybe 18 to 22 or 23. but then again, there's a class of fella who prefers their peaches fully ripe, and shuns the half grown waifs that other men chase after.
One night, I witnessed Tesla dance to this song.
Day-yum! For all the years she had on her, that gal had more moving parts than a Swiss-made watch, and limberness, agility, and muscle control to match. I believe she coulda whupped my ass in a fight, so I never fought her.
That's been 30 years ago or so, and still to this day I remember that dance, and that dancer.
Out of all the dancers there, I only remember Tesla, and one other gal who did a flip off the stage one night and into my lap, and who never stopped dancing - kept right on going, right where she sat in my lap. That, and one of the stunts Tesla did, taught me to never sit right at the rail of the stage at Southside Johnny's - afterwards, I always sat back against a wall, or in a corner, away from the stage.
I'm not going to tell ya what Tesla's stunt was that moved me away from the stage, but it involved her sitting on the stage rail and hooking an ankle behind my neck. That gal was one wild child, for all the years and miles she had on her.
I've no idea why it's posting a link instead of embedding the video, but the song is "The Zoo" by the Scorpions.
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“Trouble rather the tiger in his lair than the sage among his books. For to you kingdoms and their armies are things mighty and enduring, but to him they are but toys of the moment, to be overturned with the flick of a finger.”
― Gordon R. Dickson, Tactics of Mistake
― Gordon R. Dickson, Tactics of Mistake