Curse of the Chipendels, A new one Discovery + Documentary, The screen peels back on the chippendales The story, A murder, an international hunt, and a twist (and almost incredibly real) story involving lots Oiled men in G-strings. THe is a famous man The review began as a stunt in Los Angeles in the 1970s, but soon became embroiled in a number of scandals, including In 1987, Chipendels choreographer Nick de Noah and two others were killed Hits planned on a dancer and producer – all sorted Chipendels Founder Steve Banerjee.
Now available to stream, Curse of the Chipendels The former Chippendales features interviews with dancers and friends De NoiaIncluding, Chipendels Co-creator Candace Myron. Below, in his own words, is Myron during his time travel with the company– And he knew why Banerjee was behind De NoiaDeath from the beginning.
There is an “e” Magic Mike And an “e” in chippendales – and this is where the match ends. Chipendels was the iconic participation theater, its entertainment value and the visionary for what it was trying to achieve. The girls weren’t just screaming to scream at our show, they were actually having a great time.
Until October 1987, I was the co-producer of the show. I sailed a tough ship, because I wanted our people to be honored and to act in a way that would honor us. I helped our brilliant producer and choreographer Nick de Noya, to turn our boys into chipendals men. I helped him manage male recruitment, bookings and dancers. At one point, some of us were arrested for disturbing the peace. I went to the police station to bail everyone out, and the next day I knocked on my door. When I opened it, there was a card with grapes in front of it that read, “Thanks a bunch.”
My job was not as easy as people might think. But the hardest moment was telling my boys that Nick, whom many of the Chipendels men saw as a father, had been killed.
I will never forget my first Chipendels show. It was the early 1980s, and I was working as a stock broker with EF Hutton in Los Angeles at the time. Chippendales was originally a disco backgammon club, and I played in the back room for fun. One night a lot of noise was coming from the front room. I couldn’t believe what I saw: the dancing men dressed as cavemen, collars and even a prince.
A few months later, I decided to go into action. At one show, I grabbed a dollar and a dancer in a G-string came up. I asked a waiter, “Who is the genius behind all this?” He pointed to a very attractive silver haired man standing in the back of the room. It was Nick de Noya.
Our relationship has evolved biologically. I started helping Nick shoot the Chipendells calendar and manage merchandising. One of my jobs was hiring and training hosts and waiters. I got hired at the bodybuilding show, but quickly discovered that all I had to do was walk outside during the show, where the boys were waiting in line. Nick will put them on the collar and cuffs and black spandex. If they liked it, we let them roam around the house. Nick will say, “I want to know what the girls are thinking, go to the women’s house and listen to what they have to say and come back and tell me.” So I want to primp in a little mirror and eavesdrop.
When the Chipendels spread to New York, I was at the club every night. We had eight performances a week, and the boys were accustomed to the fact that Nick was giving me notes to give them. I would ask them: “Two hours before the show and two girls came up to you and asked for a photo, what would you tell them?” Most guys will say, “Yeah, of course I’ll take a picture with them.” I would say, “Wrong, wrong, wrong.”
There were no chipendels where women came to admire attractive men, chipendels were the place where women came to be admired By Attractive men. I would tell the boys to find the least attractive lady in the room and compliment them. The moment I tell them, they understand the truth.
When the show went on tour in 1986, Nick asked if I would come. Our show was called “The Real Chipendels” and that’s an important difference. Nick retained the rights to the show after parting ways with club owner Steve Banerjee, who was going to do a brand new show at his club. So Nick’s touring show became the original Chipendels show.
There were no rules on the road. I was not a warden or guardian for men, and I am not their mother. As long as they weren’t bothering with women under the age of 18, they could do whatever they wanted. Wait, this is not true, I had a rule: do not cut hair without my permission. I hired a guy in Indianapolis who had this long, blonde hair – a very naive look – and it was all over when he came to work the first day. Then I said, “No one will cut my hair without my permission and PS I will never allow it.”
Even though I was only a few years older, the boys all listened to me. They were like little brothers or little puppies – very playful and fun to be around.
By then, Nick and I had become very close. He was really brilliant in what he did. I still remember my last dinner together a few nights before he was killed in April 1987. A hotel in London was making its debut at the brand new resort and wanted the original chipendals to be the main thing when opening on the weekends. We were very excited. Nick was flying to New York the next day to sign the contract, so we went out to celebrate. This was the first time he was leaving the company entirely in my charge, but he was confident it wouldn’t be a problem. That night, we congratulated each other and waited for the future and what it could bring.
A few days later, I was on the phone with Nick when he suddenly said, “I can’t talk, I have to go.” This was our last phone call. I believe we were actually talking when her killer entered.
An hour before the ceremony that evening, I received a phone call from a family friend who told me that Nick had been killed. Nothing in life prepares you to receive such news. I mean, who knows who was murdered? I didn’t know how to deal with it. All I knew was that the show would go on – that’s what Nick wanted. But I need to stop finding the boys. I told the club that no one could come except the ticketed woman, and there was absolutely no press. Then I put a note in the dressing room that said: “Mandatory meeting right after the show.”
There’s a moment on the show when the “perfect man” reveals himself for the first time. The perfect man is always the best of all boys. As loud as it is at the club during the show, it increases tenfold when the perfect man comes out. So I opened my mouth and let out an initial scream. No one listened to me, because the room was louder than my screams. I screamed and screamed and screamed in pain. Everyone’s attention was definitely on the stage.
After the show, when I told the boys in the dressing room, one of them jumped up and shouted, “I’m going to kill that mother ***** Steve Banerjee.” He ran from the room in his G-string and wanted to take his revenge. I had no doubt it was Steve too.
Steve and Nick came to quarrel. Nick is a silver-tongued New Yorker who was constantly on TV talking about the Chipendels. Call him “Mr. Chipendels. ”I think it helped steve Steve’s anger towards Nick. Their verbal fights became deadly. I’ve been with Nick for so long, and I never knew he had other enemies. Connecting the dots was not so difficult.
After Nick died, I remained as an associate producer. Before each ceremony, we silently greeted Nick. The men also really protected me, taking me back to my room after the show so I would never be in danger. Five months later, I left the company and returned to Los Angeles to start my own production company.
In 1994, news spread that Steve had been arrested for attempting to assassinate some former Chipendels dancers who had started a new group called Adonis. I called the FBI and said, “Attempted murder? Steve Actually Killed a boy seven years ago. At FBI headquarters, I explained why Steve Banerjee was behind Nick De Noah’s assassination. An FBI agent later told me I had a fair amount of what I had already given them, but I was able to fill a lot of gaps. Eventually Steve was charged with Nick’s murder.
There was no way to miss Steve’s sentence. I was on the court steps with our MC and our two dancers when someone came out and said there would be no hearing, because Steve had killed himself in prison the night before. I felt cheated, big time.
My only stop came as more time passed. The pain of losing Nick subsides, but it never goes away. Talking about him, and this revival of interest in Chipendels, has helped me heal in the sense that I can keep Nick’s memory alive – so that he can be remembered the way he wants to be, as a full-fledged show director. I was so lucky that for a very short time, for a moment, as a truly iconic entertainment art – and I was honored to be able to do it with Nick.
This interview has been lightly edited and concentrated for clarity.