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Jack Ruby's Vegas Club and the Silver Spur were dives that employed black jazz musicians in Naughty Dallas of the '50s: "The thing I remember most about Jack Ruby," chuckles Newman, "were the stag parties in his clubs. Whenever the striptease dancers came out, he'd want the musicians to turn our backs. 'Cause these were white ladies. He'd say, 'Now, you guys turn your backs so you can't see this.' But the strippers would insist that the drummer watch them, so he could catch their bumps and grinds. So Jack says, 'Well, the drummer can look, but the rest of you guys, you turn your backs on the bandstand."'

Cornell Gunther of the Coasters was prancing gay, Jerry recalls, but also the toughest of the bunch. He once took out four guys in a parking lot, who made kissing sounds as the Coasters exited a building. "Get in the car honey, lock the doors," he said to Billy Guy, Carl Gardner, and William "Dub" Jones, the great bass voice you hear on "Charlie Brown." Then Gunther turned around, called the gang "faggots," and beat up all four. The moral: Never mess with a tough fag.