Or perhaps this should be called "Moron: a new Entertainment Business Model?!?" as frankly I can't see adult clubs existing outside of being social gatherings. The Internet has pretty much brought the sex aspect indoors. Why shell out entrance, drinks, and bucks when you can buy a fifth or a cheap six-pack, go online, and...well...save the singles for something else?
If you need to talk to someone you can, again, go online and do web chat. Anytime. Cheaper.
I guess there are two reasons clubs won't quietly disappear.
1. The ritual of going to such places for bachelor parties and what-not. Yet, counter to this, is the argument that by hiring your own stripper is more intimate and interesting. This I say from experience. However it's the ritual of going, especially with a group of like-minded friends.
2. It does get you out of the house. If your house is over run with critters and family, a night out with friends to a club can be a relief.
There would be a third reason but it doesn't apply in L.A. and I call it the Fox Effect. In Santa Monica many moons ago there was a legendary place on Wilshire called the Fox Inn. You went there to drink, sing songs, get rowdy, get drunk, harass your fellow drinkers, and ultimatly get very drunk. The Fox could drain a glass faster than anyone, even while standing on his head. He would play a piano, sing nasty songs, and torment the hell out of you. Going to the bathroom - and you would have to go sometime - would bring out a chorus of "It's a small world" as he graphically under-estimated your pecker length.
But that's what a good club needs. A Fox. Some alcohol. Fun. "Shotgun Willie's" with a Fox would have been spectacular insane.
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