Margie Villa was the first lady I ever witness giving a lapdance. A very good performer. She had all these elaborate costumes. She had a very nice show to watch on stage. Good music, good dancing, and she knew how to work the audience. Once she stripped she had this body that made you want to go onstage and hump her. I guess she usally made around ten to twenty dollars in tips on stage. One day when she had completed her show she was walking around the stage picking up her tips. She started complaining about the lack of money. She abruptly jumps off stage sits on this guys laps rubs her big tush a few times and sticks out her hand for a tip. The guy rushes into his pocket and gives her what she wants. Some guys started looking at each other in amazement. Many guys started moving down jockeying for position so they could be next in line. I just stayed where I was at watching the whole spectacle in awe. Many times after that I had Margie. She never gave me the happy ending. However, it was always nice just molesting and massaging her massive hind parts. However, that first day I didn’t realize it, but I was witnessing the beginning of lapdancing as I came to know it. The rest is Melody history. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Faces were such interesting things to observe at the Melody. Especially the face of a Melody customer when he was reaching his happy ending. Sometimes I’d be standing in the back of the Melody watching certain Melody ladies work their lapdance magic on customers. I’d see the guy start shaking. I’d ease down that way soo I could get a look at his face. It was some of the funniest stuff I’ve ever seen. The distorted look was hilarious. Sometimes I just couldn’t stop laughing. I’d have to leave and go to the lounge area to recover and regroup. Eddie had hip me to this awhile before. It wasn’t until I was in the mirrored room at the Lucky Lady massage palor that I realize how strange a face can be. Big Mary my number one BJ lady of all time was working her lips on my dip stick. She was getting me off for the first time. The room had a mirror on the ceiling. I’m lying on my back. Big Mary is draining me dry. I’m shooting my whole load. I’m straining to look at myself in the ceiling mirror. I looked like one of those monsters in the Michael Jackson video “Thriller.” I looked horrible. My eyes were bulging out, my mouth was twisted. I never looked so bad, and felt so good all at the same time. After that experience I never bothered to look at anyone at the Melody anymore. I learned my lesson well. As funny as those guys looked I felt I should give each guy his moment of privacy with the lapdance lady of his choice. So to all you guys I may have looked upon, SORRY! That was your Melody moment. Sorry for my invsion of your privacy. It was funny, but it wasn’t my money, and I should have kept my distance. Your place to be was the Melody/Harmony. My place to be was out of your way!
Sitting at the Melody in the back row just watching the action. I’d have already had a couple of happy endings. I’d just be watching all the craziness around. Guys to the left of me shooting their loads into condoms as unnamed Melody ladies hump and grind away on them. Guys to my right heads sticking inside a Melody ladies behind. Guys leaning on the stage their face buried in between a Melody lady’s legs as they were in “bacala heaven.” Other guys heading to the bathroom to clean up. Melody ladies just coming in rushing to the back to change to join the action. Bob Anthony on the mike singing a Frank Sinatra song. It eas fascinating. It was crazy. It was the Melody/Harmony. I loved it. Every single moment. I JUST LOVED IT ALL!
Sometimes at the Melody/Harmony you’d run into a lady like Sparkle. She was pretty enough, but not a good lapdancer. She’d have a nice enough personality and would love to talk. When she comes over to me I give her a few bucks for a few minutes. One day she trying to give me a wall dance. Right in the middle of the wall dance her belt/pouch thing breaks off. All her money falls on the floor. The Melody is pretty dark in the wall area. So we are both bending down trying to pick up her money. Rule to the wise try not to let anything you have ever fall on the Melody/Harmony floor. It’s worst than those movie theaters that use to be on 42nd street. Wet and sticky dollar bills aren’t good trade offs for twenty dollar bills later on. All in a day in the life of the Melody. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Sometimes the Melody would be so crowded that I’d be sitting down getting a lapdance, and ladies would be passing me by to give the next guy a lapdance. Sometimes I couldn’t even see the ladies face. I’d have to identify them from their rear ends. I’d be sitting with a Melody lady who really wasn’t that good at lapdancing. I gave her a few bucks just to pass time until a better lapdancer came along. Well the better lapdancer would be passing in front of us. I couldn’t see her face, but I recognized her back side and yelled for her to stop. The not so good lapdancer understood the situation and she would leave. Sometimes with the coaxing of a few more bucks. I’d get the better lapdancer and get my happy ending. Just another day in the life of the Melody. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
The best thing about Lisa Wilson is that I still know her. Twenty five years later we are still good friends. We aren’t intimate anymore. Shucks! She’s too much like family now. I know her whole family. They know about our past together and everything. We all love each other. It’s really nice. Lisa is still a great kisser and hugger. When we want to remember the Melody we have so much to talk about. When I look deep into her eyes I still see that fire. We are both in our fifties now, but that Melody/Harmony flame still burns strong as does our friendship. For Lisa and me, it will always be the Melody/Harmony!
Lisa Wilson and Joey Karson were good friends. However, they were as different as day and night. They both worked at the Melody. Joey loved dancing there. She could dance her but off to any type of music. Lisa just thought of it as a job. They both worked at the Lucky Lady. Joey was an alright BJ and lay. Lisa was exceptional at both. She was small, about five four, but she had these perfect breast, and this perfect butt. She had these great lips and she knew how to use them. When she finished giving me a BJ or lay I was finished for the day. The only thing I wanted to do was go to sleep. Thank you Lisa! Thank you Joey! Two friends that both made the Melody and Lucky Lady for me the places to be. Thank you ladies. Thank you very much. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony andf sometimes the Lucky Lady.
Beverly and Bianca were two sisters from Brazil. They were both at least six feet tall and built like Amazonian brickhouses. Misty was their best friend. One time I was about to enter the theater when a crowd was blocking one of the entrance ways. As I eased my way through I noticed a young yup/prep looking individual coming out from underneath Misty’s dress. He wipes his mouth as if he just finish drinking a bottle of apple juice. Except I suspect what he finish drinking had a more tangy taste to it. He tries to kiss Misty, but she just smiles, straigtens up her underwear, takes the guys money and backs away as she puts the money in her purse. Beverly and Bianca are laughing. I’m just standing there in amazement as to what I just witnessed. Just another day in the life of the Melody. Urine breath customers and all. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
sometimes it was like a cat and mouse game between me and the lapdancer. First I’d control the situation when I gave her so many dollars for so many minutes. Then she’d position herself and start working it. Once she started humping and grinding, moving and grooving soon she had control. Then all I could do is sit back relax and enjoy the ride. When it was time to release the load I’d let it rip. Ahhhhhhh! Another happy ending! Just another day at the Melody/Harmony. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Just saw a movie that made me think about my Melody/Harmony days. “ She’s out of my League.” The chick(Alice Eve)is so hot. There’s a scene in the middle of the movie that will have any Melody alumni laughing. Its like old times all over again. Check it out or wait for the DVD.
Sometimes I feel like I have more stories than the Bible to tell about the Melody/Harmony. So many stories. So many ladies. So many good times. So many memories. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Asia was a tall brown skin beauty. She had this whole wall dance routine that always left me weak in the knees. I’d start by giving her ten dollars for ten minutes. She’d start off my facing me and sticking one of her long legs in between my legs. She’d slow grind to whatever music was playing. Then she’d unbutton my shirt and squeeze my nipples with her fingers. All this while her thigh was rubbing vigorously against my crotch. She then move her hand down to my dip stick to see if it was hard as a rock. She then begin hand-jobbing me real fast while still sucking my nipples. When she feel me start to shake she’d stop. She’d put her hand down there once more to make sure it was still hard then she’d turn around and back into me with her big butt. She’d start rubbing fast and furious.It didn’t take long for me to reach that happy ending. Off to the men’s room to throw away the condom and clean up. Asia another reason the Melody for me was the place to be.
For me the Melody was the place to be most of the time. Once and awhile the Melody would get too crazy and zany. I’d need a break from the madness. I’d head down the street to the Follies. The Follies didn’t have lapdancing or bacala or tongue kissing. What it did have were some good performers. I loved watching Annette Heinz. It was always a pleasure to watch Nikki Knight. However, the one I could always depend on to help me unwind from the frenetic pace of the Melody was Rosie. Especially when she danced to “I go crazy.” “ When I look in your eyes I go crazy.” She had such beautiful movements with the music. Rosie was to the Follies what Toni Rose was to the Melody. Her performance would take my breath away. When I sat and watched her dance I’d go crazy. Sometimes I’d tip her five dollars to that one song. Rosie thank you!
Tamika was a very sexy lady she made the hottest video on the Melody stage for Dominique. She was so afraid that her friends and family would see her. Before making the video she put on all this heavy make-up, and changed her hair style. It worked you couldn’t tell that it was her. She was only about five feet tall, but she had this huge round butt. When she gave you a lapdance she could really get in between your legs just right with that butt. She’d start grinding away to the music at a very fast pace. That rapid friction against my groin area resulted in a quick happy ending for me. Tamika just another reason that for me the Melody was the place to be.
Magic was very pretty. Halle Berry kind of pretty. For me Magic was like the Mona Lisa of lapdancing. She was the first lady at the Melody to give me that happy ending. I had constantly been hitting the massage palor circuit to find fulfillment when one day Magic comes over and sits on my lap. I give her five dollars for five minutes, and she starts working. She had this slow methodic movement to the music until she could feel my rise. Then her movements became alot faster quickly. I wasn’t even wearing a condom. So when my happy ending came she could feel my wetness. She turned around looked at me smiled and said “I thought you said you never came.” I smiled and said “You were the first.” She just smiled again got up and said “See you next time.” I saw her again and again. I had many happy endings with Magic. She made the Melody/Harmony the place to be for me. Magic thank you so much!
Some of the Melody/harmony ladies really knew how to get the job done. Thanks to all of you ladies from the bottom of my heart to the bottom of my lower extemities. I enjoyed each and every lap and wall dance and wish I could have each one back to do it all over again. Thank you all so very much!
The art of the lapdance and wall dance when done right is a thing of beauty. It’s like a work of art. However, when done wrong it could lead to a double hernia operation. Sometimes the wrong lady would sit on me and start moving too wild, too crazy, too rough and heavy. Hurting my balls. I’d give her a few dollars and say “thank you see you later.” However, when I’d get that right Melody or Harmony lady, that right connection of movement and timing it was almost like dancing in ryhtmn. Everything was in unison. Her rocking her rolling, her movements were so fluid. I could just sit back relax and put my arms around her to feel her breast as her big rear end just kept thrusting into my pelvis, into my groin. She’s moving faster and faster to the music. She’s starting to rock and roll. I’m starting to shake and quake, shake and bake until I just shiver and quiver into that climatic happy ending. When it was right there was nothing quite like it. Well maybe a good BJ or lay tops it, but you Melody alumni know what I mean. That’s why the Melody/Harmony was the place for me to be.
Have any of you guys ever had a celebrity moment. I’m sure you all have. Back in the seventies I use to have them all the time. Every Saturday morning when I was coming to the Melody right around 44th Street and Broadway I use to see Mary Tyler Moore getting out of a limo and going to the rehersal hall to rehearse for “Whose life is it anyway.” I went to so many plays back then that I always see the actors coming to work. My more recent experience was in March of last year I had the opportunity to have my photo taken with Jessica Gomes and Esti Ginzburg at a Macy’s promotion at the Herald Square store. Last month at the same store I had my biggest celebrity moment ever. I was at the promotion of the launching of her new perfume. February 3rd, 2010 at about six in the afternoon I had fifteen seconds with Miss Beyonce Knowles. I had my photo taken with her. She was such a nice person. She shook my hand and hugged me, and ask how I would like for her to pose. She’s lucky there wasn’t a chair around. I told her I’d be sending a copy to my ninety year old mother so I wanted her to wave. She did as I asked. Its probably the best photo I’ve ever taken. I’ll eventually put it on Facebook. When I do I’ll let all of you know. Imagine Beyonce as a Melody lady back in the day. She would have been spectacular. However, I don’t think Jay-Z would have liked it very much.
Went with hundreds of ladies and probably spent at least a hundred thousand dollars over a ten year period back then. However, if I could do it all again I would. Why? Because for me, “THE MELODY WAS THE PLACE TO BE.” Any experience that came because of that such as the massage palors and all those ladies only enhanced my Melody/Harmony/Follies experience.
The reason my nickname was “king massage” was that over the years I went with hundreds of women. Mostly out of the three massage palors I previously mentioned. I went with Melody ladies. I’ve gone with Follies ladies. I’ve gone with porno stars. I’ve gone with some of the ladies mentioned by myself and others in these articles. I’d like to thank each and every one of these ladies at this time. Especially the Melody/Harnony ladies. To see you on stage and then to have the pleasure of intimate moments with you will always be treasured even so many years later. The most memorable moment I spoke of in an earlier article. It happen in the Follies closet. Once again I like to say thank you very much to her. On that particular day the Follies was the place to be and she was the one for me.
THE MELODY OPENED IN 1973. Calico, Crystal Blue, Susaye London, Danielle, Magic, Bianca, Beverly, Silka, Flame, Sparkle, Star, Asis, Joey Karson, Chantal, Rose Marie, Lisa Wilson, Lena Tyler, Tiffany Clark, Tina Marie, Anna Turner, Misty, Francine, Anya, Holly, Margo, June, Fannie Annie, Claudia, Roxanne, Electra Blue, Monique, Kitty Hawk and Patty Cake were the regular ladies that I can remember. For every regular name I listed there are at least five or more that I’ve forgotten. Two headliners that I failed to mention yesterday were Sharon Mitchell and Aunt Peg. Sharon Mitchell became a doctor amd she works in California with aids patients. She has also worked with alot of ex-porn stars that came down with aids years later.
Margie Villa was the first lady I ever witness giving a lapdance. A very good performer. She had all these elaborate costumes. She had a very nice show to watch on stage. Good music, good dancing, and she knew how to work the audience. Once she stripped she had this body that made you want to go onstage and hump her. I guess she usally made around ten to twenty dollars in tips on stage. One day when she had completed her show she was walking around the stage picking up her tips. She started complaining about the lack of money. She abruptly jumps off stage sits on this guys laps rubs her big tush a few times and sticks out her hand for a tip. The guy rushes into his pocket and gives her what she wants. Some guys started looking at each other in amazement. Many guys started moving down jockeying for position so they could be next in line. I just stayed where I was at watching the whole spectacle in awe. Many times after that I had Margie. She never gave me the happy ending. However, it was always nice just molesting and massaging her massive hind parts. However, that first day I didn’t realize it, but I was witnessing the beginning of lapdancing as I came to know it. The rest is Melody history. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Faces were such interesting things to observe at the Melody. Especially the face of a Melody customer when he was reaching his happy ending. Sometimes I’d be standing in the back of the Melody watching certain Melody ladies work their lapdance magic on customers. I’d see the guy start shaking. I’d ease down that way soo I could get a look at his face. It was some of the funniest stuff I’ve ever seen. The distorted look was hilarious. Sometimes I just couldn’t stop laughing. I’d have to leave and go to the lounge area to recover and regroup. Eddie had hip me to this awhile before. It wasn’t until I was in the mirrored room at the Lucky Lady massage palor that I realize how strange a face can be. Big Mary my number one BJ lady of all time was working her lips on my dip stick. She was getting me off for the first time. The room had a mirror on the ceiling. I’m lying on my back. Big Mary is draining me dry. I’m shooting my whole load. I’m straining to look at myself in the ceiling mirror. I looked like one of those monsters in the Michael Jackson video “Thriller.” I looked horrible. My eyes were bulging out, my mouth was twisted. I never looked so bad, and felt so good all at the same time. After that experience I never bothered to look at anyone at the Melody anymore. I learned my lesson well. As funny as those guys looked I felt I should give each guy his moment of privacy with the lapdance lady of his choice. So to all you guys I may have looked upon, SORRY! That was your Melody moment. Sorry for my invsion of your privacy. It was funny, but it wasn’t my money, and I should have kept my distance. Your place to be was the Melody/Harmony. My place to be was out of your way!
Sitting at the Melody in the back row just watching the action. I’d have already had a couple of happy endings. I’d just be watching all the craziness around. Guys to the left of me shooting their loads into condoms as unnamed Melody ladies hump and grind away on them. Guys to my right heads sticking inside a Melody ladies behind. Guys leaning on the stage their face buried in between a Melody lady’s legs as they were in “bacala heaven.” Other guys heading to the bathroom to clean up. Melody ladies just coming in rushing to the back to change to join the action. Bob Anthony on the mike singing a Frank Sinatra song. It eas fascinating. It was crazy. It was the Melody/Harmony. I loved it. Every single moment. I JUST LOVED IT ALL!
Sometimes at the Melody/Harmony you’d run into a lady like Sparkle. She was pretty enough, but not a good lapdancer. She’d have a nice enough personality and would love to talk. When she comes over to me I give her a few bucks for a few minutes. One day she trying to give me a wall dance. Right in the middle of the wall dance her belt/pouch thing breaks off. All her money falls on the floor. The Melody is pretty dark in the wall area. So we are both bending down trying to pick up her money. Rule to the wise try not to let anything you have ever fall on the Melody/Harmony floor. It’s worst than those movie theaters that use to be on 42nd street. Wet and sticky dollar bills aren’t good trade offs for twenty dollar bills later on. All in a day in the life of the Melody. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Sometimes the Melody would be so crowded that I’d be sitting down getting a lapdance, and ladies would be passing me by to give the next guy a lapdance. Sometimes I couldn’t even see the ladies face. I’d have to identify them from their rear ends. I’d be sitting with a Melody lady who really wasn’t that good at lapdancing. I gave her a few bucks just to pass time until a better lapdancer came along. Well the better lapdancer would be passing in front of us. I couldn’t see her face, but I recognized her back side and yelled for her to stop. The not so good lapdancer understood the situation and she would leave. Sometimes with the coaxing of a few more bucks. I’d get the better lapdancer and get my happy ending. Just another day in the life of the Melody. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
The best thing about Lisa Wilson is that I still know her. Twenty five years later we are still good friends. We aren’t intimate anymore. Shucks! She’s too much like family now. I know her whole family. They know about our past together and everything. We all love each other. It’s really nice. Lisa is still a great kisser and hugger. When we want to remember the Melody we have so much to talk about. When I look deep into her eyes I still see that fire. We are both in our fifties now, but that Melody/Harmony flame still burns strong as does our friendship. For Lisa and me, it will always be the Melody/Harmony!
THE MELODY OPENED IN 1973.
Lisa Wilson and Joey Karson were good friends. However, they were as different as day and night. They both worked at the Melody. Joey loved dancing there. She could dance her but off to any type of music. Lisa just thought of it as a job. They both worked at the Lucky Lady. Joey was an alright BJ and lay. Lisa was exceptional at both. She was small, about five four, but she had these perfect breast, and this perfect butt. She had these great lips and she knew how to use them. When she finished giving me a BJ or lay I was finished for the day. The only thing I wanted to do was go to sleep. Thank you Lisa! Thank you Joey! Two friends that both made the Melody and Lucky Lady for me the places to be. Thank you ladies. Thank you very much. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony andf sometimes the Lucky Lady.
Beverly and Bianca were two sisters from Brazil. They were both at least six feet tall and built like Amazonian brickhouses. Misty was their best friend. One time I was about to enter the theater when a crowd was blocking one of the entrance ways. As I eased my way through I noticed a young yup/prep looking individual coming out from underneath Misty’s dress. He wipes his mouth as if he just finish drinking a bottle of apple juice. Except I suspect what he finish drinking had a more tangy taste to it. He tries to kiss Misty, but she just smiles, straigtens up her underwear, takes the guys money and backs away as she puts the money in her purse. Beverly and Bianca are laughing. I’m just standing there in amazement as to what I just witnessed. Just another day in the life of the Melody. Urine breath customers and all. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
sometimes it was like a cat and mouse game between me and the lapdancer. First I’d control the situation when I gave her so many dollars for so many minutes. Then she’d position herself and start working it. Once she started humping and grinding, moving and grooving soon she had control. Then all I could do is sit back relax and enjoy the ride. When it was time to release the load I’d let it rip. Ahhhhhhh! Another happy ending! Just another day at the Melody/Harmony. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Just saw a movie that made me think about my Melody/Harmony days. “ She’s out of my League.” The chick(Alice Eve)is so hot. There’s a scene in the middle of the movie that will have any Melody alumni laughing. Its like old times all over again. Check it out or wait for the DVD.
Sometimes I feel like I have more stories than the Bible to tell about the Melody/Harmony. So many stories. So many ladies. So many good times. So many memories. For me the place to be was the Melody/Harmony.
Does anyone remember Lisa Wilson?
Asia was a tall brown skin beauty. She had this whole wall dance routine that always left me weak in the knees. I’d start by giving her ten dollars for ten minutes. She’d start off my facing me and sticking one of her long legs in between my legs. She’d slow grind to whatever music was playing. Then she’d unbutton my shirt and squeeze my nipples with her fingers. All this while her thigh was rubbing vigorously against my crotch. She then move her hand down to my dip stick to see if it was hard as a rock. She then begin hand-jobbing me real fast while still sucking my nipples. When she feel me start to shake she’d stop. She’d put her hand down there once more to make sure it was still hard then she’d turn around and back into me with her big butt. She’d start rubbing fast and furious.It didn’t take long for me to reach that happy ending. Off to the men’s room to throw away the condom and clean up. Asia another reason the Melody for me was the place to be.
For me the Melody was the place to be most of the time. Once and awhile the Melody would get too crazy and zany. I’d need a break from the madness. I’d head down the street to the Follies. The Follies didn’t have lapdancing or bacala or tongue kissing. What it did have were some good performers. I loved watching Annette Heinz. It was always a pleasure to watch Nikki Knight. However, the one I could always depend on to help me unwind from the frenetic pace of the Melody was Rosie. Especially when she danced to “I go crazy.” “ When I look in your eyes I go crazy.” She had such beautiful movements with the music. Rosie was to the Follies what Toni Rose was to the Melody. Her performance would take my breath away. When I sat and watched her dance I’d go crazy. Sometimes I’d tip her five dollars to that one song. Rosie thank you!
Tamika was a very sexy lady she made the hottest video on the Melody stage for Dominique. She was so afraid that her friends and family would see her. Before making the video she put on all this heavy make-up, and changed her hair style. It worked you couldn’t tell that it was her. She was only about five feet tall, but she had this huge round butt. When she gave you a lapdance she could really get in between your legs just right with that butt. She’d start grinding away to the music at a very fast pace. That rapid friction against my groin area resulted in a quick happy ending for me. Tamika just another reason that for me the Melody was the place to be.
Does anyone remember Rosie from the Follies.
Magic was very pretty. Halle Berry kind of pretty. For me Magic was like the Mona Lisa of lapdancing. She was the first lady at the Melody to give me that happy ending. I had constantly been hitting the massage palor circuit to find fulfillment when one day Magic comes over and sits on my lap. I give her five dollars for five minutes, and she starts working. She had this slow methodic movement to the music until she could feel my rise. Then her movements became alot faster quickly. I wasn’t even wearing a condom. So when my happy ending came she could feel my wetness. She turned around looked at me smiled and said “I thought you said you never came.” I smiled and said “You were the first.” She just smiled again got up and said “See you next time.” I saw her again and again. I had many happy endings with Magic. She made the Melody/Harmony the place to be for me. Magic thank you so much!
Some of the Melody/harmony ladies really knew how to get the job done. Thanks to all of you ladies from the bottom of my heart to the bottom of my lower extemities. I enjoyed each and every lap and wall dance and wish I could have each one back to do it all over again. Thank you all so very much!
The art of the lapdance and wall dance when done right is a thing of beauty. It’s like a work of art. However, when done wrong it could lead to a double hernia operation. Sometimes the wrong lady would sit on me and start moving too wild, too crazy, too rough and heavy. Hurting my balls. I’d give her a few dollars and say “thank you see you later.” However, when I’d get that right Melody or Harmony lady, that right connection of movement and timing it was almost like dancing in ryhtmn. Everything was in unison. Her rocking her rolling, her movements were so fluid. I could just sit back relax and put my arms around her to feel her breast as her big rear end just kept thrusting into my pelvis, into my groin. She’s moving faster and faster to the music. She’s starting to rock and roll. I’m starting to shake and quake, shake and bake until I just shiver and quiver into that climatic happy ending. When it was right there was nothing quite like it. Well maybe a good BJ or lay tops it, but you Melody alumni know what I mean. That’s why the Melody/Harmony was the place for me to be.
Does anyone remember Tamika or Asia?
Have any of you guys ever had a celebrity moment. I’m sure you all have. Back in the seventies I use to have them all the time. Every Saturday morning when I was coming to the Melody right around 44th Street and Broadway I use to see Mary Tyler Moore getting out of a limo and going to the rehersal hall to rehearse for “Whose life is it anyway.” I went to so many plays back then that I always see the actors coming to work. My more recent experience was in March of last year I had the opportunity to have my photo taken with Jessica Gomes and Esti Ginzburg at a Macy’s promotion at the Herald Square store. Last month at the same store I had my biggest celebrity moment ever. I was at the promotion of the launching of her new perfume. February 3rd, 2010 at about six in the afternoon I had fifteen seconds with Miss Beyonce Knowles. I had my photo taken with her. She was such a nice person. She shook my hand and hugged me, and ask how I would like for her to pose. She’s lucky there wasn’t a chair around. I told her I’d be sending a copy to my ninety year old mother so I wanted her to wave. She did as I asked. Its probably the best photo I’ve ever taken. I’ll eventually put it on Facebook. When I do I’ll let all of you know. Imagine Beyonce as a Melody lady back in the day. She would have been spectacular. However, I don’t think Jay-Z would have liked it very much.
Went with hundreds of ladies and probably spent at least a hundred thousand dollars over a ten year period back then. However, if I could do it all again I would. Why? Because for me, “THE MELODY WAS THE PLACE TO BE.” Any experience that came because of that such as the massage palors and all those ladies only enhanced my Melody/Harmony/Follies experience.
The reason my nickname was “king massage” was that over the years I went with hundreds of women. Mostly out of the three massage palors I previously mentioned. I went with Melody ladies. I’ve gone with Follies ladies. I’ve gone with porno stars. I’ve gone with some of the ladies mentioned by myself and others in these articles. I’d like to thank each and every one of these ladies at this time. Especially the Melody/Harnony ladies. To see you on stage and then to have the pleasure of intimate moments with you will always be treasured even so many years later. The most memorable moment I spoke of in an earlier article. It happen in the Follies closet. Once again I like to say thank you very much to her. On that particular day the Follies was the place to be and she was the one for me.
THE MELODY OPENED IN 1973. Calico, Crystal Blue, Susaye London, Danielle, Magic, Bianca, Beverly, Silka, Flame, Sparkle, Star, Asis, Joey Karson, Chantal, Rose Marie, Lisa Wilson, Lena Tyler, Tiffany Clark, Tina Marie, Anna Turner, Misty, Francine, Anya, Holly, Margo, June, Fannie Annie, Claudia, Roxanne, Electra Blue, Monique, Kitty Hawk and Patty Cake were the regular ladies that I can remember. For every regular name I listed there are at least five or more that I’ve forgotten. Two headliners that I failed to mention yesterday were Sharon Mitchell and Aunt Peg. Sharon Mitchell became a doctor amd she works in California with aids patients. She has also worked with alot of ex-porn stars that came down with aids years later.