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BARchive: Folsom Street Leather

BARchive: Folsom Street Leather

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Sep 16, 2014

"What happened to the other leather restraint?" Joe Taylor said. "You had four." "One of my BD buddies must have wanted a souvenir," I said. "I noticed it missing during a session last night." "Yeah," Joe said. "I can make a replacement."

BARchive: Rusty Nail and Geysers

BARchive: Rusty Nail and Geysers

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Aug 19, 2014

Smoke drifted past our table on the patio at the Rusty Nail. We downed drafts and waited for barbequed chicken. A shirtless waiter with a rolled cowboy hat and leather vest glided among the crowd of half-naked men.

BARchive: Perils of Pecs O'Toole

BARchive: Perils of Pecs O'Toole

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Jul 22, 2014

We stood inside Allan Lowery's new bar, the Leatherneck, at 11th and Folsom. It was about to open with its new United States Marine Corps theme. Gregg Coats, designer of the bar's logo, stared at the row of horizontal windows boarded up with plywood.

BARchive: Parade Day

BARchive: Parade Day

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Jun 24, 2014

We looked down Market Street toward the Ferry Building. Dykes On Bikes led off the first downtown Gay Freedom Day parade from Spear Street up Market toward the Civic Center. Gay Frontiers: Past, Present, Future.

BARchive: Cruising the Alameda Flea Market

BARchive: Cruising the Alameda Flea Market

  • by Jim Stewart
  • May 14, 2014

The sun found its way around the edge of the plywood that boarded-up the window in my playroom. I lit a cigarette and glanced at Terry. He was still sleeping. Naked. Terry Weekly, not yet thirty, had a dark mustache on his boyish face.

BARchive: Barbary Coasting

BARchive: Barbary Coasting

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Apr 22, 2014

The crew was anxious to knock off. It was a fine April afternoon in San Francisco, 1976. We'd finished the drywall in the Victorian on Fillmore. I was anxious to start ass-warming the meat rack at The Ambush on Harrison

BARchive: Cheap Hotel

BARchive: Cheap Hotel

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Mar 11, 2014

On a cold day in February 1982, I sat nursing a scotch in Fe-Be's at 11th and Folsom. A familiar looking guy straddled the stool next to me.

BARchive :: Singing Out

BARchive :: Singing Out

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Dec 15, 2013

Today the San Francisco Gay Men's Chorus has grown tremendously since its early beginnings. It's gone on national tours, issued recordings, commissioned new music, and helped spur the LGBT choral movement.

BARchive :: Thanksgiving High

BARchive :: Thanksgiving High

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Nov 23, 2013

That platter had the Acapulco Gold dressing. This platter of turkey came from the herbed bird. Didn't it? The small platter of dark meat came from the other bird. Or was it the other way around? Our hunger could not be sated.

BARchive :: Halloween on Polk Street 1975

BARchive :: Halloween on Polk Street 1975

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Oct 26, 2013

It was Friday, October 31, 1975. My first Halloween in San Francisco. I'd just dropped a bundle on black leather chaps from Hard On Leathers on Polk and a Muir motorcycle cap from A Taste of Leather on Folsom.

BARchive :: The Slot

BARchive :: The Slot

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Sep 29, 2013

In 1976, before the Folsom Street Fair became the iconic festival it is today, among the bars, baths, and blue-collar joints South of Market, at 979 Folsom Street, stood the South-of-the-Slot bathhouse.

BARchive :: Rainbow Cowboys

BARchive :: Rainbow Cowboys

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Aug 7, 2013

Four parade cowboys in sweat stained fancy shirts reined in their horses. Wes and I were in Guerneville outside the Rainbow Cattle Company at 16220 Main Street.

BARchive :: Sinbad's & Sailors

BARchive :: Sinbad's & Sailors

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Jul 23, 2013

It was Sunday, July 4, 1976. The City was celebrating a twin bicentennial. Sailors were in town! We meandered the Embarcadero, loading our cameras with "seafood" until lunchtime.

BARchive :: Freedom

BARchive :: Freedom

  • by Jim Stewart
  • Jun 27, 2013

It was Gay Freedom Day; Sunday, June 27, 1976. Things were very different then; very different.