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participants played a pivotal role, shaping a culture with a queer potential open to anyone who ventured into its vortex. The act of entering a darkened space, dancing to amplified music and becoming part of an undulating crowd - often for hours on end, often under the influence of perception-enhancing substances - disturbed the everyday consciousness of participants, including those who identified as straight.
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The boundaries of the self loosened.Eight LGBT Kiwis remember the first time they ever ventured into a gay drinking hotspot. The drinking age in those days was 20? 21? I'm not sure. Ponsonby and the Inner City still were pretty run-down, not as 'nice' as today, rowdier, fun, rough around the edges. I'd been going to saunas since I was 16, and even though I'd asked a few guys, no one wanted to take me to Backstage, the club behind the Town Hall where, so it seemed to me, everything wonderful about being gay happened. I was in my first year at Uni, a member of Gay Liberation, and making friends. So one night, with a couple of older friends from Gay Lib, I went to The Empire. The same Empire Hotel that sits across from TVNZ today. Then it was a gay pub, at least part of the time. I seem to remember Beardsley prints and bright green walls, and the garden bar. The barman winked at me indulgently when I went in and ordered a drink - I was 17 but looked about 15 I think. I found it all fascinating, and a little scary. Everyone seemed so sophisticated, so grown up.
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I managed to get there a few times, and then it became the first bar I was thrown out of by the Police. One night they did a raid, not uncommon at all in those days, and one cop asked me my age. "I'm only 17 - don't tell my parents!" He let me go, of course - why bother processing all the paperwork? The cop was actually quite friendly and sensible "I should warn you Sir that if you cannot prove your age with correct ID I will be required to take you to the Station and book you" "Twenty-one" I answered in a high quavering treble. The Empire today is a very different place, but I occasionally go in for a drink just to remember. The first time I went to a gay bar was when I was 15, and it was New Year's Eve. I drove into town from Wainui with my cousin Becky and best friend AJ. I had recently told Becky I was gay and she got the bright idea to sneak into town when Mum went to bed. AJ and I had come out to each other a few months before. I was obsessed with Newsboy (Jeremy Wells) so that day I got Becky to bleach my hair and then spike it up, just like his. Of course I didn't look as good as he did, but it was close!ĪJ's 1983 Honda Civic hatchback said it was out of petrol - it always did though, the gauge didn't work. The three of us rustled together $10 for gas, which was plenty back in 1998. We had never attempted to drive so far before, especially since the car wasn't warranted and AJ was only on a learners - that just made it more exciting. We got to Edward Street which led to Ruby Ruby's, and already I could see gaggles of gays congregating. My stomach churned and my heart fluttered. Someone yelled out "it's Newsboy!", which excited me hugely, although I was far too shy to reply or even look at the person who validated my hairstyle.Ī lesbian was taking money on a table outside, a large area before the bar was roped off and filled with drunk guys and girl, and drag queens. "Fifteen," I replied without a second thought. The three of us went in amongst the numbers and each ordered a Coke after waiting twenty minutes in a line.