Splash, the ultimate NYC bar still standing, will soon close its doors forever. After more than 20 years, its owner Brian Landeche says New York's nightlife (gay and straight) sucks and that "56-year-old men should not be running queer bars." (Disgree on the latter while respecting that one burned-out 56-year-old has made the personal choice not to.)
It's a huge shame. The bar meant a lot to me. It feels like my 1990s are being erased. I based a scene in my novel Blind Items: A (Love) Story on a rather unfortunate pick-up I had there, I vividly recall the showering go-go boys and I've been to quite a few events there, including a small celebration for Boy Culture (the movie) when it came out several years ago.
Then there was the year Solo Strips was held there. Gulp:
Most recently, I was there with Phil Fusco.
I congratulate Landeche on a great run.