Who else remembers this little piece of heaven on 46th Street?
|by Anonymous||reply 81||05/14/2015|
Me! I do!
|by Anonymous||reply 1||03/22/2013|
I went once. I was high.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||03/22/2013|
Scary and depressing.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||03/22/2013|
It was scary. I knew Denise somewhat. Does anyone know what happened to her/where she is?
|by Anonymous||reply 4||03/22/2013|
What was Denise's story? I just assumed Russian mafia.
|by Anonymous||reply 5||03/22/2013|
My first boyfriend took me there when I was eighteen. He was something of a twenty year-old troll, and loved places like that, and dragging me to them. Some of the ghastly dinosaurs in the audience paid us a lot of attention, which annoyed some of the "dancers," most looking like street thugs anyway.
I recall very clearly a voice blasting over the music near the end of the "show," screaming "ALL DANCERS ON STAGE! ALL DANCERS ON STAGE!" like a prison camp guard. I still don't understand the appeal it held for people.
|by Anonymous||reply 6||03/22/2013|
[quote]Stripped completely naked, did push-ups, and then was told I needed more stage presence.
If push-ups are your idea of a stripping audition, you needed a hell of a lot more than stage presence.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||04/23/2013|
I went there a couple of times about 20 years ago and made the mistake of hiring one of the dancers for services. It was one of the most humiliating experiences of my life.
|by Anonymous||reply 9||04/23/2013|
Yes, I had the honor of going there once with my gay buddy (I'm a straight female). We went in 2001.
Is it closed now? When?
|by Anonymous||reply 10||04/23/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 11||04/23/2013|
I went there a few times near its end. Something so seedy and base about the whole experience that kept drawing me back. I always found the show boring, and would hang out in that tacky lounge and flirt with the dancers who were hanging around. My most memorable experience was being in the lounge and approached by this muscle guido type named Gauge (see NSFW link), a protege of the infamous Mark Dalton. Gauge was just so cocky and conceited, major turn ons. I wound up worshipping his body right there in the lounge as he talked shit about his mentor Dalton. Dalton, who was also dancing that day, showed up a few minutes later, and he just seemed like the most self-absorbed, biggest, douchiest prick to ever live.
|by Anonymous||reply 12||04/23/2013|
R12, why on earth did you "worship" a Princess Tinymeat?
|by Anonymous||reply 13||04/23/2013|
I went there a couple of times in the 90s when visiting NYC. I was underwhelmed. The guys were hot, but they didn't do anything (I guess it wasn't allowed.) Much more interaction at the old Campus and Nob Hill in SF, not to mention the places in Montreal.
I had more fun in NYC in the basement at Stella's.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||04/23/2013|
r13, I didn't know he was so tiny. I hadn't seen him dance, and he was wearing shorts in the lounge. If you're not a size queen, there's a still a lot to love. He was extremely handsome, and his body felt like it was carved from granite.
r14, Stella's was fun but really seedy. Went there near its end too, and ran into two personal trainers from my gym were working the place. I'm an observer, and I would just so sit there and watch all the interactions. Totally fascinating for someone just coming out of the closet and exploring the more seedy underbelly of urban gay life.
|by Anonymous||reply 15||04/23/2013|
It was before my time but I wish places like that still existed today. It's all very "Old New York" before the sterilization process began. I'm also sure that the advent of the internet and websites like Rentboy have also worked greatly to demise institutions like this. From what I've gathered it was an ancient theater in Times Square that was in shambles full of cocky hustlers and the old trolls who love 'em.
I just wish there was at least one last relic from that time. New York is supposed to have a seedy underbelly. Now that underbelly has been scrubbed, washed and pressed clean by Bloomberg and his goons like Christine Quinn.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||04/23/2013|
When I was in high school had a soda jerk job at Howard Johnson's downstairs. We could always hear the guys dancing.
|by Anonymous||reply 17||04/23/2013|
Did you know Dionne Warwick made a movie in the 70s called "Slaves?"
|by Anonymous||reply 18||04/23/2013|
I remember passing by, but never going in, lol.
I was more into Stella's. Or LaBamba.
|by Anonymous||reply 19||04/23/2013|
I remember when Stellas's closed up, the owners quickly opened a really seedy place a few blocks over near Port Authority called LaFleur, which featured many of the same guys who'd hang around Stella's. I think it was raided by the cops and closed after a month in business. As someone noted upthread, there SHOULD BE a sense of seediness to NYC instead of the safe Disney theme park it's become.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||04/23/2013|
I LOVED Stella's. One of the Brazilian go go boys took me to his place (on 48th). 1 room. 4 bunk beds 3 of them occupied. 1 was another couple fucking on it. Basically just a fuck pit.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||04/23/2013|
From what I understand, part of the problem with catering to the seediness is that, to a degree, you don't get to pick and choose. That is, if you entertain a rentboy atmosphere, you are also inevitably opening the door to other kinds of illicitness.
|by Anonymous||reply 22||04/23/2013|
The Gaiety was a hoot. I was a waiter at this restaurant in the east village back in the 90s called Jerry's 103. Craziest queens worked there and they would always drag me out after our shift to party the rest of the night away and blow our tips.
And more times than not we'd start at The Gaiety and cause a major ruckus. I liked that shitty little lounge in the back. We'd smoke weed and shoot the shit with all the dancers. One or two usually ended up coming out with us to the next party venue.
That's actually how I met one of my best friends. He was a dancer there who came out with us and ended up in a K hole on the Sound Factory dance floor. I had to drag him out and sit with him on the street until he came back to reality.
Dear lord was that era here in NYC a fucking blast.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||04/23/2013|
r21, the Brazilian wasn't named Luis by any chance, was it? Beefy muscle, hairy chest, really cute with kind of a gap-toothed smile? My one hook-up there was with a Brazilian named Luis who took me back to the same apartment I think.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||04/23/2013|
R23, I still have my Sound Factory rainbow-colored VIP card!
|by Anonymous||reply 25||04/23/2013|
It used to be that a handsome corn-fed boy from the Midwest could go from being straight off the Greyhound to being the toast of the town in a short year. All with just $100 in his pocket and a dream in his heart. There were establishments like The Gaiety chock full of men who were willing to "help" these boys out until they landed on their feet. Now that no longer exists.
Will anyone think of the children?!?!
|by Anonymous||reply 26||04/23/2013|
"I still have my Sound Factory rainbow-colored VIP card!"
I had one of those!
*sigh* not to sound like an old fogey (at 41) but I look at the kids here in Manhattan these days and I'm like "You have NO clue what fun is!"
|by Anonymous||reply 27||04/23/2013|
I miss the danger and the excitement. Every time you stepped out of your door you didn't know where the night would take you. People were much more open back then too. You just kind of got swept up into situations, both interesting and at times, a little scary. You had to have a sort of toughness to you to live in New York. You couldn't be a pussy. Even the wealthy people had an edge to them back then.
Now any Trevor or Stacy from Peoria probably feels at home there and it shouldn't be that way. The city used to terrify their kind. Now they all think they can be Carrie Bradshaws.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||04/23/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 29||04/23/2013|
R28, yes, that's exactly it. This city is now a backdrop for every suburban clown, and it sucks.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||04/23/2013|
I just asked a 20-something female co-worker "so is it what you thought it would be like, living in Manhattan, working a job?" She kinda smiled and shrugged it off, "I dunno, I've been here a long time, Mark!" I said "How long?" - she said "A year and a half!"
|by Anonymous||reply 31||04/23/2013|
Remember Tony Mecelli?
|by Anonymous||reply 32||01/27/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 33||03/02/2015|
Where do young people go these days for this kind of fun?
|by Anonymous||reply 34||03/02/2015|
Of course I do; I wish Tony Mecelli did porn. He is available for escorting via David Forrest's website. He is based in the New England area.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||03/04/2015|
It's the NYC that I miss.
Ground floor was Howard Johnson's family restaurant. Above it was Gaiety with gay strippers/hookers.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||03/04/2015|
does anyone know a guy who stripped there frederico. went by rico this was about 1999? i wonder how he was he looked like young sylvester stallone, built even better than me. would loveto know how he is. surely some of you peaches know him...
|by Anonymous||reply 37||03/05/2015|
So what ended up going into that space? Is the building still there? Did the new tenants have to find a cleaning service that specialized in removing nacreous layers of permacum?
|by Anonymous||reply 38||03/05/2015|
The building was razed and replaced with an American Eagle Outfitters.
|by Anonymous||reply 39||03/05/2015|
My first bf worked there
|by Anonymous||reply 40||03/05/2015|
did u know rico r40?
|by Anonymous||reply 41||03/05/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 42||03/05/2015|
does anybody remember the Adonis theater? I use to sneak into the city from CT when I was 16/17 ish to see films...yes, we are talking 1980/1981...a year later I was sneaking into the city to the Saint....18yo drinking age back then....
|by Anonymous||reply 43||03/06/2015|
I remember the shows on Friday and Saturday that would last like three hours because they had 18 dancers. Some of the dancers were scorching hot, while others were kind of embarrassing. There was one guy I remember, who came out dancing like Channing Tatum spinning and crawling all over the floor. He did this one move where his tight little pucker was right in my face. He was so hot and sexy and presenting, I lost my breath.
Anyway, the parties you seek aren't so established anymore. There are underground parties that float around. The seediness you seek is out there. You just have to keep your ear to the ground.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||03/06/2015|
r26 you should have a telethon like Jerry Lewis
I remember my first trip to New York I was staying at a hotel on 42nd named the Consulate.
Many of the dancers stayed there. I would see them around all the time, especially that guy Tim Kramer and the blond guy Lance from Leo & Lance.
They use to cruise me hard time, thankfully I had a bf and didn't pursue, otherwise I would have probably gotten AIDS & died.
|by Anonymous||reply 45||03/06/2015|
Anyone remember the Hotel Diplomat on 43rd street just west of 6th avenue? It's long gone now. It was next to the Xenon nite club (in 1979 anyway),just blocks away from many of the places you're talking about. I was just 18 and from the midwest, I had never seen porno theaters complete with barkers. One of them called me "slim". Sigh.
I'm glad I got to see it all before it was sanitized. Of course, I snuck out and visited "A Mans'Country" before I left. I just followed the billboards that seemed to be eveywhere then.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||03/07/2015|
[quote]Where do young people go these days for this kind of fun?
I'd venture to say that our artisanal breweries and locavore pork-belly restaurants in Williamsburg are every bit the equal of your sad sex and stripper spots of yesteryear.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||03/08/2015|
R43 So was the Adonis pretty much as depicted in the vintage gayporn classic "A Night at the Adonis"?
|by Anonymous||reply 48||03/08/2015|
I was there on June 17, 1994. A hot dancer had his jock strapped crotch in my face as I stuffed it with money .
The wall mounted televisions were on and all of a sudden the O J Simpson car chase came on .
That was the end of my stripper fantasy cause the music and dancing stopped as we all watched tv.
I was pissed off!
|by Anonymous||reply 49||03/08/2015|
R48- I only went during the day but in that film that was in fact the lobby. I had a curfew so would have to catch a train back to CT. I remember the Greek statues and ferns...never went up in the balcony as I was scared shitless...I would see a few guys with hands in each other's laps but I always sat alone with an eye on the door for a fast exit, remember, I was a 16/17 year old preppy wasp, so clueless.... It gets even sadder. There was a Howard Johnson's near buy and I would always stop there and go into the restaurant and get mint chip ice cream for my long ass walk back to Grand Central. ...fun times !
|by Anonymous||reply 50||03/11/2015|
Word on the street in the 90's was that Kevin Spacey used to frequent the Gaiety.
|by Anonymous||reply 51||03/12/2015|
OMG! Listen to R51's "Word On The Street" nonsense! He much watch Dragnet reruns on antenna TV.
|by Anonymous||reply 52||03/12/2015|
R52 = Kevin Spacey deflecting attention
|by Anonymous||reply 53||03/12/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 54||03/30/2015|
The best part - the dancers would leave the stage for a few moments, then reappear with hard ons - the music! the lights! the applause!
|by Anonymous||reply 55||03/30/2015|
It was a special moment, R55. Especially for the less endowed ones. They were so proud, like a toddler's first poo.
|by Anonymous||reply 56||03/30/2015|
|by Anonymous||reply 57||05/12/2015|
There was also the Show Palace on 8th and 43rd. Lots of good-looking kids dancing and jerking off on stage. They would shoot their cum into the crowd from the stage. Porn stars would headline from time to time.
|by Anonymous||reply 58||05/12/2015|
r55, and they had to do three or four shows a day at the Gaiety so they must have been in a perpetual state of semi-horniness. Wow, just wow.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||05/12/2015|
You're so right, R55 and R56. But of course sometimes the interval dragged on and on, and you knew that things weren't working, and they would reemerge in a limp state, burning with shame. Life before Viagra was tough.
|by Anonymous||reply 60||05/12/2015|
Madonna shot her "Erotica" video there with Udo Kier. The silver mylar curtain and stage are featured.
|by Anonymous||reply 61||05/12/2015|
Although as far from a Cinema Treasure as you can find, here are some photos and remembrances....
|by Anonymous||reply 62||05/12/2015|
I've always liked this painting by Patrick Angus https://www.pinterest.com/pin/221661612883300326/
|by Anonymous||reply 63||05/12/2015|
My friends took me there for my birthday once. Unforgettable.
|by Anonymous||reply 64||05/12/2015|
God, what happened to this city??
|by Anonymous||reply 65||05/12/2015|
Stella's was great; LaBamba even better. I know one of Stella's managers, and she gets people asking her all the time if she'd ever re-open the place, lol.
Aside from the bookstores, it was just about the only reason I hit Midtown after dark. The bookstores were fun fun FUN.
Gaiety, I passed by but it was such a late scene, and by the time it opened, I'd already blown my load, or else was working on it somewhere else.
|by Anonymous||reply 66||05/12/2015|
Any DLers in this painting?
|by Anonymous||reply 67||05/12/2015|
Or maybe here?
|by Anonymous||reply 68||05/12/2015|
It was always kinda weird knowing that Broadway shows were going on right across the street and right next door and most people didn't know their were naked boy dancing right there.
|by Anonymous||reply 69||05/12/2015|
I really wish there were still places like this around. I guess the closest we have is the Nob Hill in SF. I know there are strip clubs in other cities, but they're not really theaters like the Gaiety and the Nob Hill.
How about in other countries? Anything like this still around?
|by Anonymous||reply 70||05/12/2015|
R69 And in between were the dozen of so theaters that featured straight "Love Teams" that had sex onstage all day long. That was before Disney.
|by Anonymous||reply 71||05/12/2015|
Anybody remember Jack the Stripper?
|by Anonymous||reply 72||05/12/2015|
[quote] How about in other countries? Anything like this still around?
The Escape bar in Prague has some cute young guys that get naked.
The Stock Bar in Montreal has strippers.
But, you're right. I can't think of any non-drag 'male burlesque' shows anymore
|by Anonymous||reply 73||05/12/2015|
Yes R71 but those were "legit" theaters that played porn and had marquees with "Live Sex!" and such and hard to avoid. The Gaiety was actually discreet. No marquee, just ablack sign with white letters There was rehearsal hall next door called Harlequin Rehearsal Studios and many went up the Gaiety steps by mistake.
|by Anonymous||reply 74||05/12/2015|
I was a semi-regular from the mid 80s through the late 90s. I would do there a few times a year, usually on Saturday nights since they had a long show on weekends. Twice the MC tried to get me to audition. My favorite dancer in the late 80s called Travis, dark blond hair, he would also frequently man the box office. Sometimes the dancers where hot, sometimes they weren't. I would bring singles and fives and tip my faves since that was how they would make extra money, outside of tricking. There was also a lounge on the left were they had punch, snacks, and the guests could chat with the dancers. I never got past the chatting stage with any dancers, I just couldn't bring myself to pay for sex, no matter how much I liked a couple of them. The most I would do is give them a kiss on the cheek and slip them a $20. By 2000 I had basically quit going, the atmosphere was cold and sterile, and they had monitors watching the audience to make sure nobody was engaging in anything sexual. Weird.
|by Anonymous||reply 75||05/12/2015|
So if someone tried to open a similar establishment in NY today would it be illegal? Unprofitable? Or is there some other reason they no longer seem to exist?
|by Anonymous||reply 76||05/12/2015|
How about the Ramrod Theater?
|by Anonymous||reply 77||05/13/2015|
There was a strip club in Hollywood behind the Boulevard. It was in an old burlesque house full of hustlers. Is it still around?
|by Anonymous||reply 78||05/13/2015|
There are no strip clubs (featuring men) anywhere in southern California.
|by Anonymous||reply 79||05/13/2015|
I always read about this place, and always wanted to go. I don't think there was ever anything like this place in Philly. Of course, there are dozens of girl strip clubs(not that there's anything wrong with that!).
|by Anonymous||reply 80||05/13/2015|
The old Las Palmas?
|by Anonymous||reply 81||05/14/2015|