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David Johnson wrote:

Blimey Bob,
I'm amazed the Flying Scotsman is still open. I would have thought it would have been "gentrified" by now. I remember the toilets were more of a health risk than a month in the Congo. I spent many a drunken evening there in the 90's talking to an exceptionally varied "clientele".


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I've not been there for many years but I doubt they've cleaned the gents since you were last there!

As one of the leading male striptease artistes (in my day) the growth of lapdancing bars killed off great strippers. The art of taking your clothes off. Like most things it has been cheapened by poor costumes and no routines. I used to spend in excess of a thousand pounds a costume, and had the pleasure of working with some of the top adult entertainers all over the globe, it was a wonderful lifestyle.

Marino wrote:

As one of the leading male striptease artistes (in my day) the growth of lapdancing bars killed off great strippers. The art of taking your clothes off. Like most things it has been cheapened by poor costumes and no routines. I used to spend in excess of a thousand pounds a costume, and had the pleasure of working with some of the top adult entertainers all over the
globe, it was a wonderful lifestyle.


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Absolutely!!! 25 years ago pub strippers used to dance to two or more songs with routines they had practiced, not forgeting the tease element of strip-tease.

Now in most lap dancing clubs you get disinterested/bored girls slowly walking around a pole whilst chewing gum. Given they don't get paid for putting on a show, it's only a rare few girls who actually do something special and worth watching.

The thing is that while lap dancing clubs have been imported here from America, the showmanship hasn't, even in American owned clubs like Spearmint Rhino.

I've organised many a stripper for a mates birthday or a stag night night and I couldn't agree more.

Any woman can take her clothes off but making it truly exciting and putting on a show is a different thing.

I used to book girls from an agency in Kingsbridge run by a bird called Rachel (stripping name Savannah) and they were first class. Rachel used to strip herself and teach the other girls how to do so and she employed girls who liked to be the centre of attention as well as there for the money which is something that she obviously liked as well judging by the genuine smile that she had on her face every time she performed for us.

She was great at getting the crowd growing and creating an atmosphere too.

It's a real shame that she packed it all up.

Sorry thatshould be going and not growing.

Well maybe growing in some areas I suppose.

I remember seeing you do your act a few years ago, on one of those UK Living late night sex discussion programmes, and "accidentally" flashing the goods.

You rascal.

I will be honest with you all I still have two costumes kept upstairs, something won't let me get rid of them, stripping was very good to me, and it's nice to know I could slip on the old cossie and strut my funky stuff if I had too.

So are the stories true about male strippers having lots of lovely ladies throwing themselves at them or would decorum mean that you couldn't possibly say?

We had grandmother ,mother and daughter at one show all together. Mums and daughter whilst the husband or dad waited outside in the car as four of us dirty fuck unloaded itnto their mouths. We were absolutely out of control, If you think rock stars misbehaved I believe we gave anyone a run for their money.
I not alone was terribly behaved, I remember being banned from Hammersmith Palais when they had around 3000 girls in, the show was being filmed and the finale turned into a fuck fest with about twenty girls from the audience throwing their clothes off and just jumping on us.
Some of the best times were when we would finish a road show somewhere up North, then all the different strip groups would ring each other from whatever gig they were at and all race down the motorway to whoever had the house ready for a party, and a very indugent orgy of girl strip groups like the Ann summers guys the sunday sport roadshow, my group and a few friends, they would last a couple of days till we ran out of drink and anything else. Ahh the good old days.

And I will never forget spending a night in a hotel with Gaynor Belle. Somewhere in Scotland. Or finding Sammi Jessup in the back staircase of a nightclub and then spending the next eight months stuck up her.

"in most lap dancing clubs you get disinterested/bored girls slowly walking around a pole whilst chewing gum."

Jeez, they sound like right fucking chavs? I would never patronise one these poxy establishments. We've come a long way since the heady days of burlesque, striptease and the Playboy Club - sadly, all downhill.


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