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by
Hope Urban
This interview
was originally published
in the February 14, 1995 Velvet Hammer
souvenir programme.
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Velvet
Hammer: Now remember, these are the
questions we’re asking the dancers, so they might sound a little
hokey. Who is your dreamboat?
Russ
Meyer: Everyone of ’em were.
I’ve had a lot of carnal knowledge of the women that I’ve worked
with. They were all super.
Velvet Hammer:
What’s your favorite dish?
Russ Meyer:
I like a pasta with a white sauce, something of that nature, clams.
Velvet Hammer:
Name your poison.
Russ Meyer:
Bombay gin.
Velvet Hammer:
This question might be self-evident, but what are your turn-ons?
Russ Meyer:
Breasts.
Velvet Hammer:
Which leads to another question, why are you so preoccupied with the top
part of a woman’s body when it’s the bottom part that counts?
Russ Meyer: Oh, that always comes along with the game. I just have
been involved or been close to women who...the first one that I ever met
that really turned me on was a girl named Margie Sullivan. She worked
in the President’s Follies, it was a great show. One of those great
burlesque shows that no longer exist. That’s what turned me on, and
from then on she’s been the carbon copy that I’ve been constantly
looking for. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be interested. I would not be
interested in a woman with just an average figure. My wives have always
been veryabundanzaas the Italians say.
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Velvet Hammer:
What are your turn-offs in a woman?
Russ Meyer:
I've never met anybody, oh, there was one girl with a terrible body odor,
but we got that taken care of. If someone’s not clean....There’s
a tendancy to encounter women like that if they’re dancing and they’re
on the road.
Velvet
Hammer: Of all the fabulous places
you’ve been, what was your favorite burlesque house?
Russ Meyer:
As far as I was concerned, the El Rey Burlesque. It was a big, big theater
with maybe 1500 seats with a full orchestra. You won’t find this
kind of theater anymore. People want that real down and dirty, real hard
stuff, hard sex, where hopefully they can even caress the girls. It’s
just like a, well, let’s say it’s closely akin to a whorehouse.
They’re making negotiations with these ladies. These two girls that
I know, they’re not that kind, because they are so outrageously abundant,
so in demand, they get a salary of between $7,000 to $10,000 a week. Both
of them try, in their own way, to emulate some of the old burlesque strippers.
But the audience doesn’t want that. They want to see beer being poured
over the girl’s breasts, all that kind of stuff.
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