No Tell Motel

Checking in at Debonair's rockin variety show and burlesque night.
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By Jacob Nelson |
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On Wednesday nights you'll find a wooden bed-frame sitting conspicuously in the back of Debonair Social Club. "Is it to sleep on after I've gotten really tired dancing to all of this Metric and MGMT?" you may ask yourself. No, fool, it's for No Tell Motel, the club's variety and burlesque show set in room #13 of a noir flophouse. Every Wednesday night, Debonair hosts a handful of girls who dance, hula hoop, eat candy, perform gymnastic feats all while taking their clothes off.

On Wednesday nights you'll find a wooden bed-frame sitting conspicuously in the back of Debonair Social Club. "Is it to sleep on after I've gotten really tired dancing to all of this Metric and MGMT?" you may ask yourself. No, fool, it's for No Tell Motel, the club's variety and burlesque show set in room #13 of a noir flophouse. Every Wednesday night, Debonair hosts a handful of girls who dance, hula hoop, eat candy, perform gymnastic feats all while taking their clothes off. I caught the early show recently, which started at 10pm after an hour of complimentary champagne. A spikey-haired MC sporting a fake mustache, fur coat, and Elvis sunglasses, reminded us throughout the night that our job was to "cheer when you see girls take their clothes off." In addition to the cheering, and the clothes coming off, what I saw was a group of girls enthusiastically trying to master an effortless moves. Sometimes, it seems, the barest lingerie could be the hardest to remove. A hula hoop may have flown off-stage when it wasn't supposed to, or a box of Mike & Ikes may have been too hard to open without some serious concentration, but it didn't matter—every performer was clearly very into the spirit of what they were doing, and having fun. When the MC out of habit urged us to applaud towards the end of the set, he realized he didn't have to.

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