We met a very sweet, handsome guy who joined our group - probably a hustler (duh), but he was just enjoying hanging out with us. I'd gone down with friends and we'd wandered off the strip of frat bars to a couple of gay bars that weren't frequented much by Americans. Even slumming hipsters didn't like to come around the Blacklight - one of Rodney King's many arrests came when he picked up a transvestite there and the two got into a fight on the street outside. Located in the worst area of Western Avenue, it was filled with trannie jailhouse hookers who carried bricks in their purses (one of whom was named "Pig in a Wig"). The yuppie-fication of Hollywood spelled the end for its sister bar, the Blacklight, which was even thrillingly worse.
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No matter how bright it was outside, it was dank inside the Spotlight and whenever you entered the entire bar appraised you: were you a hustler? A john? An undercover cop? A criminal looking to get off the streets for a while? When they'd have free food, the place would fill up with every rough-trade male prostitute in Hollywood. I liked it because I could walk home drunk. The dive that gets the shit-hole of shit-holes award in LA, year after year, just HAPPENS to be gay and it's The Spotlight on Cahuenga and Selma.
I doubt any of those girls (even Selena and Jessie) remember the night at all. This had to be twenty years ago minimum but I still think of it a lot. She offered us two free eggs to make up for the lethargy in getting our drinks. She apologized and remarked that the whole thing with Selena had her worried. The chicken salads arrived but we had to coerce another drink out of her. "Okay bring us two chicken salads and scotch and soda". "Yall sure, I'll go get them for you and bring them over" "You should get one the chicken salad is real good, Maria makes it herself" The crowd of about 15 lurched towards the table, Steve and I remained at the bar.The bartender approached and said "Yall gonna get yourself a sandwich?" Steve said "No thanks but I will take another." There's chicken salad, tuna salad and ham and they are two dollars each with a bag of Fritos, and yall, all the money is going to that lawyer so Selena doesn't spend any more time in county. We got sandwiches and chips for sale over there in the corner.
Yall know Selena and Jessie got in all that trouble up in Conroe and now the lawyer wont even help them unless they pay him in advance. I guess there had been a previous issue with the bartender giving her friends free eggs.Īt one point a hefty girl got the mic and took stage on the dance floor. A handwritten sign said "Eggs 50 cents- no exceptions-no freebies". There were was a huge bottle of pickled eggs behind the bar. They were not overly friendly but not mean either.
We were welcomed as much as two guys are welcomed in a Lesbian bar. My BF and I went in on the advice of a friend (I guess he did not know it was a lesbian bar).