Hope you've been enjoying this little look back at the 1999 Bad Boys Pool Party in Los Angeles. I've had fun revisiting it this week. Starting next week, lots more entries, so SUBSCRIBE and get the feed delivered right to your inbox.
On a side note - I was at a party last night in Chelsea and ran into an old friend from LA who didn't know that I had moved back to New York seven and a half years ago. He also now lives here and we talked about all things So Cal and he smiled when talking about the Bad Boys Pool Party and thought he might know of a couple locations in PS and Los Angeles that I might be able to look at for a 2011 party.
I have to say that I get mail about the party on a fairly regular basis and there's been a few people over the years who have scouted locations and suggested beneficiaries and so, it seems to me, at least that there is still an awareness of the event and it has some interest (Naked Sword ran an item about this blog the other day by the way as did Vincent Lambert last week and there's some not bad traffic for this all things considered).
For those who have asked (repeatedly) I will say for the record that I love doing this party and miss it - but the intial reason that prevented me from continuing on with it was that it had gotten to a size where it was bordering on uncontrollable for one person (which, admittedly, when we're talking about me because I'm a workaholic really is about equals to five or six if I do say so myself). What makes it tantalizing is the support from people like Michael Brandon and others who have been urging me to revisit the event.
At the very least, in the coming weeks, I hope you, who have never been to the event but have been to other things that purport to be similiar in nature, get a flavor of what it was, what it was not and what I meant it to be-- and how much incredible support I did get from a wide variety of people in the SoCal LGBT community - both the business and of fans, friends, etc. Not every party lingers in my mind retouched by time as a thing of beauty but I think it's good to be more forgiving over time to everyone else - as well as to oneself.
And now, a couple final things - first above you'll see a photo of the board where I posted polaroids of the models appearing at each event. I did this because naturally I'd advertise some guys but sometimes they wouldn't show up OR other people would show up. So I thought why not show people who has shown up? Because I'm a packrat I have all of these (except for a couple that, at the end of the party, walked away - which is kind of understandable because it's a one of a kind keepsake after all). I'll include some of the ones from later parties as we go along.
The other thing? A photo of me from the party because I actually look pretty amazing (would that I could have appreciated myself then - isn't that part of our story as gay men?) I'm including this pic from the 1999 party where the good folks at Aid for AIDS honored me with a little trophy for the work that I had been doing for them the couple years before. It was totally unexpected. So often people when getting these kinds of honors burst out in tears and everyone yells "faker" but, well, I was genuinely touched and caught unaware.. and it also meant something because I'd worked to achieve something I didn't know I could do (putting the event together). I was also rattled by the police showing up so there's a little of that thrown in there for good measure. :) In retrospect, I really think the 70's stache works on me (but I could have been eating a few less peanut butter sandwiches! LOL)
Next week: because of the cold September day in 1999, I moved the party back a month to mid-August to insure a hot day - we got it and the party exploded in ways that I would never have guessed. Tales of fun, frolic and Zak Spears gets naked for the first time in years - this is a good story, check your alerts for the posting!