If you want to know the history of gay bars in New York, just ask ME, honey. I was there when the first bottle of Poppers was inhaled back at the Garden of Eden, where the snake wore a really fierce headband and danced around to “Lady Bump” while trying to log on to manhunt. But after that, it’s all kind of a blur, and the truth is that if you remember Studio 54, then you weren’t actually there. (And that wasn’t really a gay bar anyway. It was 5% straight and/or closeted.) So let’s instead rely on this lovely link to a site that painstakingly details the history of gay bars in NYC from 1900 to the present, even though they’ve stolen the site name I was just going to trademark—bitterqueen! While you read it, please wear a leather harness and swish around to Doris Day music, then pretend a butch policeman is raiding your apartment and locking you up for some REAL gay nightlife. Then head out to Barracuda and pretend it’s 54.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on March 6, 2008