Striptease ist eine Kunst. Sie verlangt Mut, Können, Charme, Ausstrahlung, Schönheit. Vor allem verlangt sie ein Publikum, das diese Kunst und die Künstlerin respektiert. Daran mangelt es am häufigsten. Ibiza, forever I will remember you as the venue for my first public striptease. The audience was, well, let’s keep silent about them. I didn’t care. Yes, it was daring, and the young chick that I was hesitated until the last moment whether she should do it. As soon as I was on stage I enjoyed it. It was a revelation. I enjoyed it so much that I did it again the same night. Honestly, I didn’t see the audience, they were in darkness anyway, but I couldn’t care less about them. Fortunately. I probably would have stopped if I’d noticed them.
But I remember the music, it was that supersensual Spanish-Arabic fusion music by Alabina<p><a href=“http://vimeo.com/53465472″>Big Alabina (ClubMix Vj Adc)</a> from <a href=“http://vimeo.com/user9975658″>oscar</a> on <a href=“https://vimeo.com“>Vimeo</a>.</p>
This music made you forget everything around you. I just didn’t leave the stage, I could have been dancing forever to this music.
Sometimes when the bugs get me I do this at home. Alabina music,<p><a href=“http://vimeo.com/97707541″>Ishtar & Alabina – Yalla Bina Yalla</a> from <a href=“http://vimeo.com/user28215009″>Kahraman..</a> on <a href=“https://vimeo.com“>Vimeo</a>.</p>
And I am stripping and dancing, fascinating my flatmates as well as the guys in the apartment opposite our house. It’s good they watch but it’s also good they’re far away. About 20 meters, to be precise. Ibiza, those were the days, we thought they’d never end…