As a child I was allergic to feathers- ironic that I would spend a large portion of my life a slave to a place called Feathers. Feathers is the most successful gay night-club in New Jersey- many may argue, but truth be told it is. I was fortunate enough to work there during it's "hey days" and us bartenders were known coast-to-coast. The year was 1989 in a dark alley in Los Angeles, I was partying at Studio One and stepped out for air and to be sick in private. As I wiped the remains of my sickness on my sleeve and prayed to God that this moment would just go away- I heard this voice mutter, "Doesn't he work at Feathers in Jersey?"
Today I am a 50 year old man jealously watching 23 year old's successfully claiming my memories as their own. I see an empty hole where the pay phone that we would line up to call friends to come out because "so-and-so was at the bar!" was. Does anyone even use pay phones anymore? I remember how closeted everyone was back in the 1980's. How we all shared the scars of a tortured childhood and the battle wounds of the AIDS epidemic. I remember having "Best Friends For Life", not knowing the lives would be so short.
But this blog isn't about sadness or the loss of youth, it's about the history of the most historical Night-Club ever !
It's about FEATHERS!
The way it really was and the way it really is!
Feel free to share your own memories and thoughts and ask the questions you want answered.
You may think you know it all, but you may not.
The ghost that haunts Feathers is one that many employee's have seen and feared...Who is the ghost? Who used to live in the house on the corner and why is it the ONLY house in that area?
How many managers has Feathers had?
Who was the first performer to perform at Feathers?
Floors, fires and infestation are all a part of the history.
The Blogs will begin on the New Year!
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This blog is wonderful, Eddy. You might be interested to know that up until last year, I worked in the house on the corner. It's a pest-control company and the owner's mother-in-law died in the house. People that work there have told me that they heard things and believe it is haunted.
ReplyDeleteActually he was Archie'smother...I kinda lived in that house years ago...the old manager used to have us shack out there when we worked late. Talk about eerie! When she was alive she would watch everyone going in and out of the bar from her bathroom window. They saw she was a very sweet woman.
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