I used to think I had fairly eclectic and unique tastes in music--I love the Beach Boys and Tool equally. I'm a sucker for anything with harmony, and/or a crunchy, bass-heavy riff. What I've learned from the Age of the iPod is that most people have similarly catholic tastes, which we all think of as being unique, and this is seen as a badge of Acceptable Quirkiness. We take our little bits of moral superiority where we can, I suppose.
Along with my Wonderful Amazing New Computer I have discovered a Wonderful Amazing new obsession/vice. Ameliabee, meet iTunes. A match made in heaven. Only 99 cents a song? Just about any song my crazy tilt-a-whirl of a memory can dredge up? Oh, baby, where do I sign up!!
I've been downloading and downloading and downloading for weeks--making mix CD's of happy songs, sad songs, peppy songs, 80's songs (Lots of 80's songs) and Really Heavy rock. A new CD every day for work! Woo hoo! Believe me, this makes editing articles about non-intentional heat transfer in foundation walls much, much easier.
One of the songs I downloaded is Firewoman by The Cult. An old favorite of mine, and not just because Ian Astbury is H-O-T (despite looking a little too much like Jim Morrison, and the whole "Doors of the 21st Century" project).
If I were a stripper, Firewoman would be my signature song. Many years ago I worked in a nightclub called "The Cadillac Club." (No, it wasn't That kind of nightclub, just a regular dance club--but with a name like the Cadillac Club I can't blame you for asking ;) Anyway. Despite not being That kind of club, we did have strippers twice a month--one troupe of men, one of women. Somehow, I always seemed to work on the stripper nights, and so got to know some of the girls pretty well. I already knew one of the guy strippers--his name was Alan and he went to my high school. Only now he called himself "Samson" and wore hot pink thong underwear in public instead of pants. Not pretty. Each of the dancers had their signature song; for the guys it usually involved some sort of theme outfit, chaps, tool belt, etc; the girls picked a song they really loved that made them feel sexy. (which is a plus, considering that they were going to make Very Friendly with a pole while it played in the background.) I think if I were a stripper, and here we should all have a moment of silent thankful prayer that I am not, Firewoman is the song I'd pick.
This made me wonder what other songs I'd have as my stripping songs...and here is what I thought of so far:
Tease Me, Please Me The Scorpions
KickStart My Heart Motley Crue
You Shook Me All Night Long AC/DC
Now its your turn! What songs would you have on your stripper mix?
Happy Labor Day 2023!
1 year ago
3 comments:
You know what would make a great stripper song? Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da. Life goes on, baby! Oooh, yeah, shake that money maker.
That's the last one, I promise.
Mah!
The Muppet strippers, eh?
Well, only if it was Gonzo.
But I do agree that there should be a Joyful Stripper. Being sexy should be joyful, but we make it dirty, and secret and happening only in icky dark clubs...
And if that means I have to strip to the Muppet Song, then bring on Kermit!
now ladies,
this is WHY there is a resurgence in burlesque, with mature and varied women participating! A forum for releasing that inner stripper that resides in all passionate women.
Ditto Ameliabee on the iTunes, it has rocked my goofy little world WAY too much. But I haven't made a stripping playlist yet... still too busy trying out rather diseased ideas about how to make your iTunes playlists into tiny subliminal messages... uh, nevermind but dang this is fun.
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