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xmag.com
: January
2005 : By
Phillip Lee
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Pussy
has been called the center of the world.
Well, in that case the center of the
world may be Portland's own Jefferson
Theater.
The Jefferson is one of only a handful
of porn theaters that remain nationwide,
and one of two in Oregon. Even more
unique is the Jeff's EXOTIC TUESDAYS
event, which was begun to attract a
more diverse clientele to the theater
to have fun.
Exotic Tuesdays has been running for
over two years now and is going stronger
than ever. One part volunteer impromptu
cabaret and the other part professional
erotic dance, the show is well worth
the price of admission ($6). It is the
brainchild and labor of love of the
theater's manager, Steve, who formerly
managed the Clinton Street Theater.
Steve also manages the Oregon Theater
on Division St., has done public relations
work for Movie Madness and other clients
and is an expert on Troma flicks. His
goal for Exotic Tuesdays (as well as
Sundays, Mondays, Wednesdays, etc.)
is to create a safe environment for
the mixed customer base to play in wicked
and wonderful ways.
Steve kicks off the evening with an
MC style honed over the past two years
to put newcomers and regulars at ease
and get things rockin'. He styles himself
as a kind of losers' cheerleader similar
to the brilliant MC in the first Cafe
Flesh movie.
After his intro the dancers take over
and things get real crazy real fast.
On the night of my visit, the first
dancer on stage was twenty-four year
old KK (who also appears at Dante's
and Dancing Bare), a slender, lovely
woman with great natural tits and the
hottest ass I'd seen in a long time.
Throughout the whole event, stage presence,
costumes and dancing were very high
caliber and extremely erotic. The stage
consumes half of the front of the theater.
The girls roll up onto it from the floor
and rock back and spread their legs
for the guys in the front row.
The horny medium-sized theater audience
gets it up within minutes. The room
is so sexually charged it's reminiscent
of the burning blue smoke feeling of
a humid summer night. Real horny. Everyone
feels it. The guys show their appreciation
with applause, by dropping a dollar
on the stage, or by keeping their hands
to themselves, so to speak. It's hard
not to get caught up in the spirit of
things. And why wouldn't you? This is
the type of place where Charles Bukowski
would have been a regular.
Steve takes great pride in the event
as well as the scene at the theater.
For him the Jefferson was a place where
as a late bloomer (post 20s) he could
come into his full sexual potential.
He is almost fanatical when he talks
about how porn theaters and their sexual
scene are becoming a lost art in our
country. He makes the point that even
before porn theaters there were cabaret
entertainments where audience participation
was as
much
a part of the show as the performances
on stage. The art of the Greeks and
Romans shows the importance that semi-private,
semi-public sex clubs have had from
ancient civilizations on up to the
present. Such scenes are fondly remembered
in Federico Fellini's Satyricon
and in Casanova.
As far as the Jefferson Theater goes,
anyone over twenty-one can come in,
but you're coming in as a club member.
As long as you respect the rules of
the club, anything goes, and there
hasn't been a problem of any kind
in the theater in eight years.
The layout of the theater is unique.
To the immediate left of the snack
bar is a small theater which shows
gay porn continuously. As you exit
this theater out the back you enter
the straight theater with its cabaret
stage and sectioned-off area for couples
in the back. When couples get horny
enough they venture out into the open
area (which is filled mainly with
single guys) and whatever happens
after that depends on the vibe of
the night. Steve says it's amazing
how many husbands really want to see
their wives make it with other guys.
The club/theater has been frequented
by such local luminaries as Chuck
Palahniuk, who devoted four pages
to Exotic Tuesdays in his recent book,
Fugitives and Refugees. Nationally
recognized animator Bill Plympton
has been known to lurk in the shadows
and sketch the anatomy in action on
the stage. He even designed a trailer
for Steve which runs weekly before
Exotic Tuesdays. The theater acts
as a hub and meeting place for swingers
group recruiters, too.
The second girl to come up on stage
does a special dance for each of the
guys at their seats. First she works
the left half of the space and then
the right. Looking sideways at the
aisle along the wall and seeing a
dancer dance for guy after guy is
somehow very arousing. This dancer
is styled as a teacher with glasses
and black vinyl boots with clear plastic
soles and heels.
The last dancer appears in a devil
outfit with what appears to be a light
sabre. She also spends more than half
her stage time in the audience.
But the audience favorite for the
night is KK and they bring her back
for two encores before they let her
go home. As Steve says about KK's
ass, "Watch out for that ass, it's
the stuff dreams are made of." Watch
out for Exotic Tuesdays at the Jefferson
Theater. It's an erotic wet dream
come true.
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