It's 1970 and my band if you could even call it that are about to play our second gig. The club is a miners club and they have little interest in our new sound. Mainly because none of us can play an intrument properly. They just want to get us off stage because the strippers are on next. The last gig was a disaster. We got drinks and glasses thrown at us. The only talented member of the band had quit. As we got changed in a toilet we were scared very scared. The strippers were sitting in a spare room ready to come on and calm the crowd down in necessary. I tried saying hello to them but was told to fuck off. Two hot girls then walked in. They said we told the changing room was in here. I said are ye strippers. They both laughed supposedly one whispered its our first gig. I laughed and said it our second. She said they have male strippers too. I laughed and said no not here we are the band. They laughed. I showed them the changing room and asked their names. They laughed and said Voilet and Rainbow. Obviously made up. The establiahed strippers all in there mid 20s hated 'new meat' as they called it as their tips would be down. We went on stage. This crowd looked meaner than the last. I knew we were going to get everything thrown at us. So i asked the band to wait 1 minute. I went to the changing rooms and i saw Violet and Rainbow getting called names by two of the experienced strippers. Rainbow was about to cry and Voilet to leave. I said Voilet and Rainbow can you come out here a minute. They did and said they are out of here. I said i understand but how would you like to play in my band. They laughed and said we don't know how to play insturments. I said i have another idea. So i chatted to them. They got changed and i walked on stage.