With the changes occurring in this area's club scene, I thought I would give Fantasia another try. I won't bore you with the physical details of the club. Nothing much changes in that regard. Cover was still $5 and a beer was $4.50.
Not a lot of dancers when I arrived about 7 PM. Generally, about what you have come to expect from this club. The talent is not attractive enough to earn a spot in the rotation at other clubs. So they have to make a living in other ways. And that means selling private dances.
Because of the small number of dancers and the fact that a couple of them were busy upstairs in the private dance area, it seemed like the same girls rotated onstage pretty often. As I nursed a couple of beers, I think I saw the same dancer on stage 4 or 5 times and not once did she remove a stitch of clothing. Even when a guy that was too drunk to know better was throwing ones at her, not even a titty flash.
Another hefty gal stood on the floor during her first song, kind of threw her left leg up on the rail around the stage, and just shook her ass for a full song. Finally the DJ told her to get on stage. What a concept...a titty bar where the girls don't get on stage and show their tits. You get the idea. There just doesn't seem to be any effort being exerted into making this a fun club.
I got cornered by a dancer that really wanted to do a private dance. So-so face, so-so body. I wasn't sure, but the hard sell was on. This chick would not stop talking. Finally decided that the only way to get her to shut up was by sticking something in her mouth. Got the job done.
