I remember watching the movie Coogan's Bluff, which is a 1968 Clint Eastwood action flick set in San Fransisco, as an adolescent kid in the 80's. When I watched it, it was the height of Nancy Reagan's"Just Say No" campaign, and the War On Drugs was in full swing. It was a pretty typical crime-action film, and then . . . this scene appeared on the screen. Needless to say, I was a bit confused. First of all, what is a Pigeon Toed Orange Peel? There's the lights, the naked chicks, the song - which is the same name as the club, Pigeon Toed Orange Peel - the spooky images. What in the hell? My parents took the opportunity to tell me that this is what drugs do to you - you end up dancing wildly at a club with a crazy name, to a song of the same name, where half the girls are naked (nothing wrong with that, my 14 year old brain thought), and images of tarantulas and skeletons were flashed everywhere so you could start to feel really groovy.
Needless to say, my parents were on the War on Drugs bandwagon, and thought this a prime moment to school me on the rather deleterious effects of drugs. In retrospect, this movie snippet was nothing more than a badly produced anti-drug PSA, late 60's style. After all, this is what those crazy hippies were up to. So, lock your kids indoors, lest they should escape and end up tripping the light fantastic at the Pigeon Toed Orange Peel!
Due to copious shots of topless go-go girls, probably NSFW.