I'll go one better....
Yet another band I was in took a gig in Jacksonville, NC. I was still underage at the time. We knew nothing about the club except they were putting us up in a nice hotel, covering all expenses and paying pretty good money too.
We made the drive to Jacksonville in plenty of time to get to the club early, set up the gear and even rehearse a few numbers before going to the hotel to get a shower and rest.
Drove back to the club, walked in through the stage entrance - and it was TOPLESS!!! - with Go Go dancers on either side of the stage!! Our poor (?) sound guy had to spend the entire night looking between some girls legs to see the stage.
For the first hour, I probably hit more wrong notes than the entire previous year. Then it started getting like, "OK, breasts - so what?". I hardly even noticed the second night we were there.
We talked to a couple of the girls backstage during a break. The club was very strict! They all had to be married, they couldn't associate with the patrons, and were watched like a hawk whenever they were at work. Patrons were strictly forbidden to even *think* about touching them, and the bouncers that worked the rowdy military crowd were more capable of turning even the toughest guy that got out of line into hamburger.
All the girls had full health benefits, including dental, and were making anywhere between $1500 and $2000 PER WEEK. Sheesh, I wish!
One of the girls we talked to was finishing up medical school and said that even after she graduated that she was going to wait a few years before going into practice as she could make more at the club than working in the hospital.
To be honest, this one weekend really shaped my opinion about nudity. It just doesn't seem to be a big thing. OK, nude ... so what??? Most females I know are sexier with something on.
Guess I'm just an old-fashioned guy, huh?