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Behind the Mic: The Exciting World of Live Radio Remotes at Gentlemen's Clubs

  • Writer: Blade Robinson
    Blade Robinson
  • Feb 13
  • 6 min read


Believe it or not, Hooters girls provided a lot of laughs at interviews when we held promotions there.
Believe it or not, Hooters girls provided a lot of laughs at interviews when we held promotions there.

How did we manage to make a living as radio DJs despite the low market pay?


We made all of our money through endorsements and remotes. And I particularly made a lot of money from the gentleman's club in town, which was called the Dollhouse at the time. They pay a lot of money, and they paid me a lot of money to do bits and appearances for them over the years. For Christmas time, I'd do Toys for Tatas, bring a toy for a child for Christmas and gain free admission.

Celebrating the 12th Anniversary at The Club: Guests enjoy lively conversations and music in a vibrant atmosphere.
Celebrating the 12th Anniversary at The Club: Guests enjoy lively conversations and music in a vibrant atmosphere.

I'd go out there for two hours, and they'd hand me a check for 400 bucks. And we had these tax relief luncheons on April 15th, every year, you bring your completed tax form out to us, you give them to us, and we'll deliver them for you. And we'd sit there and have lunch and talk about taxes (you don't believe that do you?) and the girls would be dancing, all that kind of thing.


And we had Monday night football, we'd host that. I would. No one else at the station would do it because they were all married with kids and I was single. I would do it. Hell yeah, they paid well. Sure, I would do it. You know, I think they paid me like for Monday night football, they'd give me 600 bucks, I was there for like two hours, I'd make some remote check-ins to the radio station, "Hey come see Tampa Bay play against the Chargers! with the girls-the greatest Monday night Football Event there is."

And it was.


An elegant evening at the upstairs VIP Steakhouse, where a poised server attends to guests amidst a sophisticated, candlelit ambiance adorned with classic portraits.
An elegant evening at the upstairs VIP Steakhouse, where a poised server attends to guests amidst a sophisticated, candlelit ambiance adorned with classic portraits.

I would walk out with a $600 check for it. It was funny because at halftime I would do this little bit with the dancers. I learned to call them dancers, not strippers and at halftime, and I'd ask them trivia questions. It would be called a game called Match Wits with the Dancers, right? And I'd have them up on the stage and we'd talk and I'd ask them questions, get to know them and give them a prize, like give them a free CD or something.


"Okay, dancer number one, what is the shape of a football? Is t A, round, B square, or C oblong with two points at each?


And the funny ones will go, "hmm, round?" and I'd give them C D.


Dancer two, what language do they speak in France? A German, B, Italian, or C French? Give them a CD for their effort.


Thanks for playing. We would play jokes sometimes with the in-house DJ. The DJ booth was upstairs, and it was so important to these girls to have this particular song played, because they practice stuff for it. I understand now, I didn't then. A girl would come up and say,


"Hey, it's a Beyoncé song, would you play that for me?"


And the in-house DJ, I'd be with him, he'd say, Yeah, sure, then we'd put on Metallica Wherever I May Roam or something like that. And they'd have to roll with it. And they were good at it! But you don't want the tongue lashing you'd get when the song was over. You should have seen them stomping up those stairs to let us both have it. Actually, we did that once. I never did that again. We never played that joke ever again. And you he would look at me sometimes, that guy, Chris was his name. Just remembered his name, Chris, the in-house DJ at the dollhouse. And he'd and he'd say to me, you don't ever want to date one of those girls. And I'd say,


"Yeah I would they're fun! And he said,


"No, no, no, no, no."



And he reeled off a list of reasons why you don't want to date a stripper or dancer, why you don't want to date a dancer. You know, they got kids they're trying to raise money for, you know, and they're, of course, they're gonna use the money to go back to school. And, you know, they're hung up on drugs and have psycho boyfriends and all kinds of other problems that yeah, I don't even want to get into at this point. I said, okay, well, he convinced me about that. You know, and and uh at one point, I don't I I never they are fun, they're fun to talk to. You just don't want to date them. I never really fell for them because I'd been in the club so much that you realize that these girls are the greatest actors in the world. Because they were superb actors, because that every one of them could make you think that you were so special. And that's how they made so much money so many times. But I knew that I knew the deal. I knew their, I knew their what do you call it? Their protocol. I guess you could call it that.


Two Russian friends enjoy an elegant evening in a VIP setting, capturing the essence of sophistication and camaraderie.
Two Russian friends enjoy an elegant evening in a VIP setting, capturing the essence of sophistication and camaraderie.

One did fall for me one time I THINK, at least I'm pretty sure she REALLY did. She was Russian, and we were doing one of our tax relief luncheons, and she sat on my lap the whole time, and she really liked me and talked, talk, talk, talk, talk to me. Um, and I found out, from another one of the other girls told me that I knew there, told me that she liked me because I was a celebrity and I didn't drink. At that time, I'd stopped all that shit. You know, it was like 2004 or 2005. But what was funny was that she was sitting on my lap and I had three other guys that worked at the radio station at the table with me, and two other girls were doing table dances at this tax luncheon day, and we ran out of money, and they were pissed. I've never seen such a pissed-off set of dancers in my life. And then when stomping off to the general manager's office back in the corner. We knew the guy really well. We were friends, right? And he comes back to me and he's acting like he's gonna give me a tongue lashing because of what we've done, a stern talking to about what we've done.


He's postering for his girls which I thought was a damn good move. And so, we shake hands at the end. I say...


"I understand."


And slips me a $50 bill that nobody knows about that is in my hand. So at an opportune moment, I gave both of them, you know, the $50, and told them we went to the ATM, we got some money for you. And so everything was super kosher. But make sure, and this is just a tip, for any of you that go to strip clubs or bars or whatever, this was 2004 or five or something like that, over 20 years ago. The ATM machines at that place charged you $9.50 per withdrawal. Don't ever run out of money at a strip club.


One night we saw Bridget the Midget there. Bridget the Midget Powers, and she was really cool. She came in and talked with me, did a did a nice show, and came out and did table dances. On the tables. She was really nice. She was funny, outgoing, everything. Movie star, too. She was a starlight. I guess that I think that your SWAT had just come out. With Samuel Jackson, and she was in that movie. And so we watched her in that just a cameo role. It couldn't have been less than a second shot of her on a street corner, you know.


Bridget the Midget always brought her dog. Great interview, and sold out shows all weekend.
Bridget the Midget always brought her dog. Great interview, and sold out shows all weekend.

One time we last story, I'll get out of here. I've been there so many millions of times, but sometimes our interns who'd set up our on-site audio and stuff had never been to an adult club. So, at one point, we'd gotten all the audios set up, and one of our little interns, high school or college interns, got all hung up with this girl. He'd never been to a strip club before, and he took a couple of dollar bills out of his pocket and he put them in her shoe. Between her foot and high heels.

"The money, it doesn't go there, man."


"OK Thank you Mr. Blade"

 
 
 

1 Comment


Marc da Shark
Feb 13

Oh the joyous times at those Urban dance centers.... haha 😄

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