At our sister arts and culture blog the Exhibitionist, SF Weekly's Keith Bowers reflects on what the imminent closing of the Eagle Tavern ― slated for April 30, by an out-of-town landlord who apparently wants to open a very different kind of bar in the legendary SOMA space ― will mean to the city at large, quite apart from guys who might have a pair of assless chaps clipped to a hanger in the closet. Bowers:
It was known as a gay, leather, and biker bar, but its clientele was manifold. One poster on Yelp reports: "This place is also very woman friendly, so it's one of the few gay bars in S.F. where both men women, gay and straight, hang, and get along, and are not isolated from one another" ... Its Sunday Beer Bust was legendary as a place people could go for some bawdy daytime fun while also giving money to a good cause.
My own first time at the Eagle came when I was fresh from college, didn't know the dress code, and showed up drunk with a buddy, wearing preppy bucks and a cardigan (I know, right?). Amazingly, in a place packed with leather-capped, mustached, armbanded men, nobody was rude to me. Here's a link to the Bowers piece, and one to music editor Ian S. Port's report from last night's protest.