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Mad About Crazy Horse
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Located in the heart of the Triangle D’Or (the “Golden Triangle,” part of the ritzy 8th arrondissement), Crazy Horse celebrated its fiftieth birthday last year. In 1951, while Saint-Germain-des-Prés was calling the shots, Alain Bernardin opened a new breed of cabarets in the basement of a huge bourgeois building on the Avenue George V. Crazy Horse was born. It soon became a rite of passage for fans of refined erotic entertainment, both upscale and
sophisticated.
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In the beginning, the place was more reminiscent of a saloon-type venue with American-style striptease than the Parisian-as-can-be cabaret it would become in 1960, when Bernardin dreamt up the “nude action theater” concept. A former antiques dealer and painter, he was known for his great love of life, as beautiful in his mind as amour
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With intelligence and sensitive insight, he wanted the women of Crazy Horse to embody the ideal of modern beauty, to evoke life
itself.
Intentionally or not, these magnificent women incarnate the creative impulses of the age in which we live. Alain Bernardin was able to elevate nudity to the level of art, making use of all the new performance techniques, especially music and the lights, which, it is said, are the only thing the dancers wear….
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| Today, always, and forever, the dancers with provocative names like Bertha von Paraboum and Rosa Rumetto are woven into the choreography with great precision, along with a visual efficiency that highlights their bodies and
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