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LOCATION

105 Second Avenue (old Fillmore East building), New York, New York

CLUB DETAILS

Saint


New York's premiere Disco of the 1980s.

The Saint Disco - inside lobby photoThe Saint opened in September of 1980 and was in operation till May, 1988.

Owner(s):
Bruce Mailman

Saint DJs:
Tuta Aquino
Shaun Buchanan
Bob Bunting
Jim Burgess
Eric Cabera
George Cadenas
Mike Cavallone
John Ceglia
Thom Delahunt
Gini DeSantis
Tony DeVizia
Alan Dodd
Ernie Dunda
Michael Fierman
Warren Gluck
Lucien Grillo
Roger Gyhra
Casey Jones
Robbie Leslie
Tony Lumen
Howard Merritt
Nao Nakamura
Larry Needham
Chuck Parsons
Richie Rivera
Wayne Scott
Terry Sherman
Roy Thode
Mark Thomas
Richard Tucker
Ronnie Ventura
Jorge Villardel
Malcolm West
Sharon White
Steve Williams
Lance Wise

Light man:
Allan Parkinson
Darren Kawa
Eric Erickson
Guy Smith
Jim Hicks
Jorge Villardel
Karen Ludemann
Mark Ackerman
Marsha Stern
Michael Stein
Richard Erskine
Richard Sabala
Richard Tucker
Roger Pippen
Ross Berger
Steve Revlon
Steve Zaniel
Tony Lumen
Tony DeVizia

Lighting director of the Saint:
Mark Ackerman

The Saint Disco - dancers under Disco ball photo
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The photo of the Saint membership cards and locker tag below submitted by Jack.




The photos of the Saint and poster below submitted by Lee Wasserman: The first is a picture of the dance floor taken by Mark Ackermann from the Saint's DJ booth. The second is a picture of the First Saint Poster (hanging in my Kitchen) done in 1979.
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Photo below of the Saint dance-floor during a sleaze set submitted by Michael Morin:
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Photo of the Saint locker tag for the 1986-1987 season submitted by Lee Wasserman:
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Photos below of various Saint items including the original closing letter from 1986 and event flyers/cards submitted by Young Urban Cuban
Saint Saint Halloween 1986 with Divine
Saint New Years Eve Dec 1983
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The following photos of a Columbus Day American flag postcard and patch invite for the Columbus Day at the Saint October 12, 1980, submitted by Melissa Loven
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The following photos of The Saint's star projector and dome submitted by Steve Canning




Photos below submitted by Jauers
Description: Photos of the Foyer, Dome, and Downstairs areas of the Saint from the June 1981 issue of Blueboy magazine.
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Photo below submitted by Jauers.
Description: Lighting director of the Saint Mark Ackerman above the lights in the dome. From Dec 1981 issue of Blueboy.
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Photos below sent in by Jauers.
Pictures from issue of Mandate from November 1987.


Please note that in the interest of fairness, the names of DJs and staff are listed in alphabetical order.


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Added by Bernard Lopez


 

Your Comments

Michel |

Thank you Jim . I will get it in few days in the mail !!!

Jim Elliott |

Michel, there is also "The Holy Spirit Dance club" by Joseph Puccia. Long out of print now, but you can find used copies online. This is a novel (with a lot of truth in it) about life at The Saint. There is an extract at http://www.nycsaint.com/members/tour/memorabilia/hsdc.htm

Michel |

Hi folks!
Any books any footage about The Saint ?
I would not believe no one did some video even short of the inside of it..
Some books talk about it (Turn The Beat Around the secret history of Disco) videos too ( Gay Sex In the 70s or Disco Spinning The Story) but only pictures even in those documentaries...Please if someone knows feel free to get back at me.
I met a guy in Fort Lauderdale few years ago and I went to his place . There he showed me the floor plans he received at the time when he got his membership!
In Paris we had Le Palace and also Heaven in London but never been to The Saint...
Few regrets in my life but that one is one of them.

Ray Cruickshanks |

I was lucky to have been able to join the party from '81 but being from the UK not able to go as much as I wanted to, however every visit to NYC found me under the dome. I have some of the music that still gets my hips swaying and reminds me sadly of all the dance partners that are dancing on a far away floor now, love you all still.

Drew |

the Saint was my favorite club I had the chance to be . It was absolutely stunning you looked up and it was like heaven
then you looked aroune and you were in a sea of beautiful bodies dancing to great music

Joey G. |

Could this be magic?

Before two years ago I have never heard of "The Saint", even being from New York and even friends with two of the original DJ's that used to light up the dance floor. It was by chance, that I attended a Black Party in NYC and my curiosity peaked. I have done research, reading and even chatted with some of the original DJ's and club goers. I have started collecting memorabilia from this club and displaying it in my "Man Cave" for people to view. In fact, one of the DJ's from the club thought it was amazing cool.

So, if you have any memorabilia that you are willing to part with, I would be happy to make an offer to purchase. Please note that I do not resell anything that I collect. Most items are professionally framed and hung in my home for enjoyment.

Please contact me at obcutie36@yahoo.com if you have any memorabilia or even just wanna chat about the legend.

Thank you and keep on dancing!

ALBERTO ZARA |

THE BEST CLUB ON EARTH!!
ONLY ONCE IN A HISTORY OF HUMANITY.
I DO HAVE THE LAST POSTER FROM CLOSING WITH THE ORIGINAL WRIST BANDS, MINT CONDITION IN A FRAME!

Victoria Marie |

I was one of the few women permitted in the club via an invite from another female member (there were maybe 10 in total) and I rather enjoyed being one of the few. I spent many a night dancing tii the morning hours and some of the best moments of my life were on that dance floor under the stars and dome. I am grateful for the unique position I found myself in simply because I lived in the city and connected with the right people. My only hope is that another club in the same vein as The Saint and Studio surfaces somewhere here in the US. I'm more than ready.

Aleks |

One of my closest friends at the time, Jim V., was dating Saint club manager Elliott Segal back in the early '80s. Jim told me that one of the early reasons women were not admitted was due to liability and accident issues of spike heels on the open-grated steel stairs and walkways leading to the dome. While I'm sure there was a "male only" sentiment at the time, this was considered a practical excuse or reason to exclude female membership/attendance for many years. Regardless, the Saint was an extraordinary experience for me. Through Jimmy, I had the privilege of seeing and being behind the scenes of this club as well as a particpant. I was also fortunate to have met most all of the principals who created the Saint and made it "happen." At the time, I was a DJ in upstate NY, and to bring back music bought at Vinyl Mania to my club after first hearing the tunes at the Saint was a personal treat. I still have all that vinyl, (and my 1200's!), and now thoroughly enjoy hearing the music again and remembering an insanely other-worldly club experience... As Midler once said... "the glory that was once boom, boom, boom...."

Megamixsamler |

If anyone should have Saint memorabilia for sale (invites, photos, poster etc.) please let me know.

Thanks

Bobby M |

And to those labeling the membership interviews as elitism – it just wasn’t that. It was a process to screen for haters, posers, spoilers, and gawkers. Novelty seekers and tourists needed not apply. Also, as horrible as the whole gender division issue sounds in hindsight, The Saint was meant to be a place – just like the bathhouses – where men felt comfortable releasing their sexuality to its entirety. At The Saint you were not an observer, you were a participant

Bobby M |

To define the "reveling solidarity" - once there, there was no fawning of elitism or celebrity anywhere in that building. As opposed to the likes of Studio 54, everyone became one, whether you were David Geffen or Joe suburbs.

Bobby M |

How can someone "forget" to hire 12 bar backs for a big night?! What kind of drugs was THAT manager on? Anyway, loved your stories, David C, and loved The Saint even more. No club in the world has been able to capture the collective release that was The Saint in that horrible Reagan decade. Some called it escapism, others hedonism, and others paganism. I preferred seeing it as reveling solidarity. Keep the stories cumming!

Denise Carson |

Of all the dance clubs, The Saint was certainly the best. I went with my gentleman friend, and we got there about 12 midnight. It was gorges, and the music was fabulous. I always wore a very very short skirt, and had glitter in my hair (before it got common). G-d bless my friend Bob who is now in heaven . He and I would dance till 4AM.

Tim Smith |

Ah, those were the days! Don't want to go back, but wouldn't have missed them for anything in the world.

wen |

My brother was introduced to Ecstasy at the Saint in the late 80s. I was there with him during a 3 day party where (I guess) we were all supposed to stay up for hours on end; dancing. And many had to use drugs to do that. (Not me; I stayed w/o drugs for 2 days), but my brother used and stayed for all 3. Who made up these crazy, sadistic rules for gay men to burn themselves out like that? I never understood that. Folks with Saint tapes: I suggest you digitize them to mp3 or aif files. Maybe some of you could upload your vintage Saint mixes to youtube if you haven't already done so.

donnie russo |

oh damn, i forgot to say that i still have tapes from the saint from 1984 and i play them now and then and when my buddies are kicking back and drinking a beer and listening to these tapes of mine, there totally blown away with the music and we lower the lights and sit back and just close our eyes and imagine that were back in time and just get lost for a while remembering how the ball would open up and everyone would just stop and watch the ceiling open and the ball come out and down and you would see everyone just in awe of it...then cheers and yelling and the music pump n red hankies and spray onto them and suck n that rag and getting f*** d up and you be in one spot then all of sudden you would open your eyes and you would be totally across the room as everyone was moving to the music and just mind blowing....totally unreal....so those tape they are so dear to me as i would nt trade them for nothing.
As some things in life just don't hold a price tag on them....Peace Brothers Donnie Russo

donnie russo |

This place brings back so many memories for me. As I remember going and hanging out on a Saturday night. Walking down the hallway with the mirrors on the walls. Checking out to make sure everything was hanging in there right places..not that it would be like that for long. As once onto the dance floor and then up the winding staircase to the balcony and the next thing i know I would be buck naked and f*** n around with whom ever i was with and just everyone else. There was this hot f*** n dude from the hood and his name was Richie...and all the girls would go crazy for him. He lived in B'klyn over on or around 53rd street 8th avenue...anyhow i too being only a boy would be hot for him as well. Since he was this bodybuilder and with a very nice body and blondish hair and a big smile ... well it happen that one Saturday night i am up in the balcony f*** n around and who is down on his knees suck n my c***...Richie and man did we have a good time and when I got home a few days later sitting on the hoods of some cars and the girls hang n out...well i just smiled and said to them well if you only knew what he was up to on to ... oh man they were so f*** n blown away and jealous that they just could not believe it... and still to this day 30 yrs later we all bring him up now and then and laugh about it and i just keep smiling about the night that i got to spend with him and the hot sex that we had. Woof man oh man I still can lay back and see it as it s happening now. Funny how life is and something that in nature we can hold onto. And I am thankful for that and for many of the memories i was blessed to be able to have working at Crisco's and being able to go into all these clubs and not realizing how the past would be so valuable as the aids epidemic would wipe out so many lives and I am still here to be able to talk about those people and those places. The most weirdest part is that they turned that into a bank on the first level..some european bank, and i ve had to go in to use the atm...and as i stand there waiting for my money i look around and think to myself ... OMG if these people would only know where there standing and the history that is alive in that place and have a glimpse into walking into those doors and the music blasting and men wearing and strutting there s*** out..
Woof damn....MmMmMm....Thank God I was there!!! and Thank God for all the memories and people that I met...as i hope there were ever there at that there having a helluva a good time...Party On!!!
Peace and Grease Donnie Russo

DennisDFL |

A former partner of mine used to work the coat check at The Saint. I have heard so many stories and wished that I had gotten then chance to live some of my own at the club. Recently he passed away and I have come into a large collection of Saint memorabilia. I am keeping my favorites but will be posting the rest on Ebay over the next few months. I currently have 23 of the folded invitation posters, 3 of the original iconic poster that were never folded, and 15 other misc. invitations and calendars. If you have any interest in these items you can find them on Ebay or you can contact me directly at DennisDFL@aol.com

Jim Elliott |

And lighting people were (again, mostly complete): Allan Parkinson, Darren Kawa, Eric Erickson, Guy Smith, Jim Hicks, Jorge Villardel, Karen Ludemann, Mark Ackerman, Marsha Stern, Michael Stein, Richard Erskine, Richard Sabala, Richard Tucker, Roger Pippen, Ross Berger, Steve Revlon, Steve Zaniel, Tony Lumen, Tony DeVizia.

Bernard Lopez |

Big thanks to Jim Elliot for the corrections and additions. Page is now updated. Much appreciated.

Jim Elliott |

You need to update the history at the top of this. The Saint was open from September 1980 to May 1988. The Last Party was one of the greatest dance events of all time with a different DJ every 4 hours over 36 hours from midnight Saturday to noon on Monday. The owner was Bruce Mailman. Here is a (mostly) complete list (in alphabetical order) of the DJs that played The Saint: Tuta Aquino, Shaun Buchanan, Bob Bunting, Jim Burgess, Eric Cabera, George Cadenas, Mike Cavallone, John Ceglia, Thom Delahunt, Gini DeSantis, Tony DeVizia, Alan Dodd, Ernie Dunda, Michael Fierman, Warren Gluck, Roger Gyhra, Casey Jones, Robbie Leslie, Tony Lumen, Howard Merritt, Nao Nakamura, Larry Needham, Chuck Parsons, Richie Rivera, Wayne Scott, Terry Sherman, Roy Thode, Mark Thomas, Richard Tucker, Jorge Villardel, Malcolm West, Sharon White, Steve Williams, Lance Wise.

LuvLatins |

I am using an EMU 1616m PCIe Audio to Digital Converter and a Nakamichi Dragon Cassette Deck for the Tapes and a AKAI Reel to Reel for the Reel to Reel Tapes. For Software I am using Soundforge Pro version 10. Are you on a Mac or a PC? I was going to use Pro Tools and an Mbox unit but I dont have a Mac. The project has been going on for over a year. Its taking FOREVER. LOL but your correct the memories are fantastic. Now people who have Saint music are sending it to me to convert and I cant keep up (grin) Let me know if you need any help. visit me at http://www.themusicliveson.com/ if I can help in any way.

Nick Merolla |

LuvLatins;

What equipment are you using to digitize your tapes. I bought an inexpensive one on Amazon, but have lost a lot of the quality. Please advise.

They were good memories. Happy to have them.

Nick

LuvLatins |

No worries. I have hundreds of tapes that I am digitizing now and the ones that are REALLY hard to find are Shaun Buchanan. This project has been going on for over a year and I am exhausted. LOL

I love Shuan's mixes but finding copies that still exist are really hard.

Thanks Enjoy the tunes, great memories.

Nick Merolla |

I have a couple of Thode's laying around, but who knows where; the tape I referred to has no DJ name on it, just the words "The Saint 1982-85," and from the sounds of it, it is one of those high energy "shank of the evening" mixes. Sorry I don't have more information than that.

LuvLatins |

NIck who is the DJ that you found. Its like finding GOLD

Nick Merolla |

I ran across a tape from one of the DJs last weekend, immediately went on line and bought an inexpensive Cassette to CD converter. Thirty years later, it is still wonderful to listen to; I don't think I'll ever tire of those sounds and sights. God knows how I wrangled the tape from the DJ, and at this point, who knows if I wrangled it or a friend of a friend . . . wrangled it from a DJ. It's from the 82'85 era when I so smugly walked passed all those on the coat lines up to my locker, foolish child that I was.
Nevertheless, they were fine times with many happy memories. Ah, to be Forever Young - one of the clips on the cassette I just happened on. There will never be another Saint. I can't go back, but I'm happy to have the memories. Too bad those times were tinged by loss of so many of our friends and lovers. I've always said that I had an angel on my shoulder keeping me safe during what I call my halcyon days. Those friends and lovers we all lost will be Forever Young.

LuvLatins |

Your correct James, it was your experience not mine and hey if you took Novocain at the Saint cool. God knows I saw people taking all kinds of things at the Saint LOL

James E Kennedy |

LuvLatins...if one was not there with me...I dont think one should share their opinion...on MY experience.
Thank you.

LuvLatins |

Its so hard to describe the experience. It was the early 80s we were magically cured of our "gay' sickness in 1973, the weight of empirical data, coupled with changing social norms and the development of a politically active gay community in the United States, led the Board of Directors of the American Psychiatric Association to remove homosexuality from the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM). Now that we were "cured" we needed a ground zero to celebrate and Bruce Mailman spent over 5 Million dollars (even today that is an impressive sum) back then it was unbelievable. He created a dance mecca and the party began. Words can never describe the experience and there has not been anything since that even comes close. I remember being 24 and entering and thinking "Oh my GOD this is heaven on earth" You were PROUD to be gay, in fact you felt special. Regan and the AIDS epidemic destroyed the path we were on and set us back and millions lost their lives. In fact, an entire generation was obliterated. Today the young gay generation is at a serious disadvantage the mentors and role modes (many of them at least) are gone. This place is a special part of Gay History and will live on forever as it should as a beacon of what could have been. Can you imagine where Gay rights would be today if AIDS had not happened?

Tim Smith |

I was a Saint regular and a big consumer of mind numbing, "pain killers"; I never heard of anyone doing novacaine at the Saint or anywhere by at the dentist's office. There's always a first I guess.

LuvLatins |

Novocain (I doubt it) Unless you went to the Saint for Dental work. LOL

James E Kennedy |

Dear Shagger...I dont mean to dispute what happened to me 30 yrs ago...but I know what I took...it was Novacain. But thank you for you input.
James

LuvLatins |

I wonder what happened to the bar tenders

LuvLatins |

a once in a life time experience.

Bill |

Places like this don't exist anymore. It just was a different time. My memories of the Saint were from the mid eighties and me in my early twenties. It was so over the top that it made you feel special to be there and be part of it. In those days I remember sporting gray leather pants in those days. The the whole experience was magical and just so special.

Jacob R Clark |

I went to The Saint for the first time around February 1983. I had just moved to NYC, and was living on drug-drenched, warzone Avenue B at the time with two other gay guys. We were among the first gay guys to move onto that street, now considered a chic area of town. I worked with another gay dude who had a membership and got us guest status for a night. We took some acid, went over, and I was just astounded. Mouth probably dropped to the floor--I was just a 23-year-old twink from Ohio, and had never seen anything like it! I'll never forget watching the light machine descend like as someone put, the mothership, from the dome! I've never experienced anything like it before or since. I especially loved the fan dancers; I found them fascinating! No one does that anymore....

jim uk |

does anyone know what became of Tito Mesa he always signed me into the club. What a great guy.

jim uk |


I visited NY for the first time in 1981 and went to the Saint with some American friends and fell in love with the place. I didn't go back to the Uk but stayed on for some months so I could go dancing Satdays and Sundays. I loved it and then visited many times over the next few years. Fell in love many times with the barman who never seemed to notice me and believe me I was hot then.........Well great memories

Victoria |

Where's the time traveler? Oh what I would give to step back in time for one night of dancing at The Saint.

Victoria :)

Shagger |

XM Studio 54 brings back many memories.

Enjoy the holiday weekend.

George

Victoria |

If there are any Roy Thode fans out there SiriusXM is featuring his music tonight on Channel 15, the Studio 54 channel at 6pm EST. I know they offer a 7 day free trial where you can listen on your comp and phone. I can't wait!

Shagger |

Hi James:

Yes, once you experienced the Saint, you grew in many ways.

I doubt the ‘rag’ was soaked in novocaine, more likely, ‘ethyl chloride.’
The effect is immediate, and somewhat numbing. In any case, thank for sharing your memories. It is impossible to share the Saint with anyone that was not there.

All good things,

Shagger

James Kennedy |

I just graduated high school in 1982...off I went to NY...ok...Long Island...but close enough in 1984...my distant cousin's roommate asked me if I would like to go dancing? ...I didnt hesitate...said yes...we took a taxi to 105 Second Avenue...I walked right by the place...went in with the roommie...I paid some amount to go in...keep in mind I am 22 years old and going to a community college in Long Island. I met, lawyers, doctors and all the profession, high end people...and there is this mere 22 yr old college student. I went up to the DOME dance floor and OMG was blown away from all the lights...moved up yonder to the "balcony" and did a dash from one side to the other...couldnt beleive what people where doing in the balcony...we never did that in Idaho, where I am from...hung out with some nice people...and a dental assistant gave me something on a hanky to suck on...did that twice...and was gone for the rest of the evening...(the liquid drenched hanky was drenched in Novacaine...all I remember is here Gloria by Laura Branigan...and couldnt understand one word from the song...we initially got there at the club at 11pm...left at 8 am the next morning...the music...the men and OH what a night.

Shagger |

I also thought a donating them, however, then they are defined as memorabilia. I do not consider them memorabilia, I consider them art, wonderful erotic, exotic art.

Shagger

Tim Smith |

I did at one point consider selling my some 30 Saint posters including the very first "Sebastian" but I'm thinking now to donate them along with other Saint memorabilia and my vinyl collection to a NYC based LGBT archive or other depository like the Fales at NYU.

Tim Smith

Shagger |

Fellow Saint lovers:

I too have fond memories of a club that was created out of a dream, attended by Unicorns, and entertained by the Gods. It was unique in all creation, no place like it has been, or ever will be again.

I was a member from 1981 until 1989. Someone in this blog referenced a club prior to the Saint, I believe they were referring to the Flamingo. Once the Saint was born, NOTHING could rival it.

I am amazed by the number of New Yorkers claiming they were at the Saint, but with inquiry, they were at Twelve West, the Limelight, or the Garage. Once you were at the Saint, you never forgot your experience, and it was always an experience.

A member (of this blog) Tim Smith, stated he was selling some posters (invitations) from the Saint, on ebay. I was unable to find any posters (invitations) for sale. I have approximately fifteen of the old (82-86) posters, and would like to sell them. They have been folded, as received (in the mail), and need professional restoration to remove the creases, but other than that, they are in pristine condition. I want three thousand ($3000.) dollars for the collection, two hundred ($200) dollars each. NB: I do not want to divide the collection.

Please email me if you are interested.

All good things,

Shagger (AKA) George

SteveD |

I worked and did lights at Charlies West in E. Orange, NJ, and Feathers in Hackensack back in the late 70's, 80's and 90's. And when it was closing time at those clubs at 2 or 3am, we would all jump into our cars and head across the Hudson River into NYC for the 15 minute ride to hit the clubs and afterhours parties in the city.
This would include the usuals like The Anvil, MineShaft, Ice Palace on 57th street, The Garage, Tunnel, and of course Crisco's.... ahhh now there's another fun place to remember.
But when The Saint came into being, that was it !!!! One trip to the Saint and there was no comparison to anything else or has been EVER !!!! Once experienced, every other club seemed like a club wanna-be. Every other club was anti-climatic. The sound, the lights, the atmosphere at The Saint, was soooo incredible, sooo breathtaking, sooo energizing, and sooo exhausting after 6 or 8 hours of continuous dancing that any subsequent experience at any other place just never reached the orgasmic level of The Saint.

And since then I have been to probably every club or circuit party in the country, from Nations in DC (which was a great club too, I'm sure many of you remember) to Miami, SF, LA, and so on, trying to recover what we all had from The Saint,......... but alas,........ none have.
From those times at the Saint, I realized now that they were the peak. They were the ultimate and for that I am truly thankful for the times I had and the fantastic memories that are going to be forever ingrained into my head. Memories that I try to share with unfortunate others who never had the chance to experience the top. But all I can say is
Long Live The Saint !!!! LONG LIVE THE SAINT !!!!

Saint Music Fan |

The Club was so amazing. Now with the Fire Island Pines burned down, I wonder if they could build something like the former Saint again. That would be wonderful.

marty |

i was there almost nightly for a couple of years in the early 80s. more to follow.

dave |

Great place. It wasn't the Garage, but I had fond memories here. The bleachers??? The Human Leage...Don't You Want Me Baby. Lots of fun!

Steve Canning |

I am a Gay man who is now 56 years old. Having been a member of the Saint from 1983-1990, I can honestly say that these were the BEST years of my life. The many events over the years created a very special bond between new people from around the globe. So many of those people became my close friends that are in my life to this day.

Anyone who shared the Saint experience knew this was a special place. It was a sad day when I was informed it was closing and only then, I actually realized just how Special The Saint actually was. I became friends with many of the talented DJ's and lighting technicians. Two of my favorites who have long since passed were Roy Thode and Richard Sabella. I miss them very much.

I count myself as one of "The LuckyOne's". Lucky to have been a part of the "Saint" experience. I would not trade those years for 50 others.

Since its closing, I personally have never found another venue to compare. There will probably never be anything that compares to The Original Saint on Second Avenue in New York City.

Maestro |

Nothing Like It In The Universe..................EXXXcept For"Dancin In Heaven"

Josef |

I had a blast at The Saint, i loved that awsome sound system and the cool vibe at the club....Being a Paradise Garage member, it was great escaping to the saint .....I miss the Vibe, i miss the Party, i miss the Music and that happy feeling of not having a care in the world.......

Enrique Valderrama, Sr. |

Hello folks i was born in Spain in 1955 and rising in Venezuela since the 60s now i live in New Jersey since the 90s and when i was a young one of my dreams was be in the Fillmore East alright well the first time i was in New York was in January of 1888 and i were in The Saint to see "The Relix Magazine 15 Anniversary" and a band from San francisco called "Dinosaurs" was playing there..i would like know if somebody here have some pictures or information of that show..regards..Enri.

George Tannehill |

Wish I could have made it just once; have heard nothing but amazing things about the place.

BJ |

The restoration of the star machine is nearing completion; parts stolen by tomb raiders have been machined from scratch and the entire machine is being assembled piece by piece under a one-ton gantry crane. Spare parts have been located and procured; not the least of which are the "slip rings" - a critical component for operation, a complete spare set obtained from a similar model projector once installed in Houston, Texas. A stockpile of new xenon lamps have been found, and they are frightfully expensive at about $500 each (and the machine required two of them !) but I was able to obtain brand new replacements for about $100 each by scanning eBay for a period of over two years. During the restoration process, I searched for the dome - and finally found out that it had been sold to someone in Japan (sigh). I am still looking for the original circular lighting truss and hydraulic piston - rumor has it that these do still exist in a warehouse somewhere (sigh). But at least, the star machine is primarily intact and in remarkably good condition considering where it's been. After the club closed, rumor has it that it was purchased by a patron (who I have been unable to locate). The machine was then sold to a company based in Bradenton, FL who then sold it to a private party in Utah where I found it, and purchased it. It came in nine crates total. Over two years now invested in the restoration, and the fruits of that labor will soon be realized. Like the proverbial Phoenix, this fabulous star machine will rise from the ashes and perform again :)

Victoria |

It has occurred to me there should be a video montage of all these memories. Better to hear and see these comments by the actual people writing them over just reading the written words. There is so much to be gained by seeing a video with all the facial expressions complete with the tears and laughter.

ajc |

my first trip to the saint was in 1983 when i moved here from europe. I was astounded. So glad i experienced it weekend after weekend. That nirvana happened again at the original soundfactory.The saint had ecouraged my addiction to nightclubbing that started in london. Always worried i was going to miss something
sometimes I call the experience the gay woodstock.Everything seemed to fit into place. All patrons got it and each other.That had a lot to do with the DJ's too Funny thing was despite hefty entrance fees we were so chemically induced it was a cheap night/morning out in comparision to doing the west side. Oh and going to the diner on the corner at 11.am like a wet smelly wreck, cannot remember the name

Luvlatins |

The last Tripping On The Moon party featured all the remaining original Saint DJS and it was a wonderful trip back in time. For all things about the Saint come visit The Music Lives on TMLO forum at http://www.themusicliveson.com/forums

Hope to see you all there. Thanks to all you first generation original saint DJS It was Fantastic can't wait for the next on. BJ is close to having the original star projector restored to it's former glory perhaps we could take up a collection to help him with the restoration. When it's finished we need to tale it to a TOTM PARTY AND FIRE IT UP. oh my god that would be something c

Tim Smith |

It lives on...in all of us who were there. I'm amazed at how many of us are out there keeping the flame alive. The Saint is such a huge part of our community's legacy and history. Little gays and lesbians need to know this stuff.

Fan dancer with bells |

I went to a party at the LGBT Center this past saturday. This guy asked me, why is it, every guy I meet brings up the saint. Suddenly about 10 other men walked over and told this guy some of their experiences at the Saint.

There is one thing I am sure about, if it weren't for the AIDS pandemic, I am positive the saint would still be around today and it would still be the wonder it was when it opened it's doors 30 yrs ago, Sept. 1980.

Could you imagine, if the saint was still around TODAY!?!?!

Tim Smith |

The Chronology of The Saint - Part IV


Saturday April 30, 1988
The Last Party
Music: Jim Burgess, Mike Cavallone, Michael Fierman, Warren Gluck, Robbie Leslie, Tony Lumen, Howard Merritt, Nao Nakamura, Chuck Parsons, Terry Sherman, Mark Thomas
Lights: Mark Ackerman, Richard Erskine, Tony Lumen, Richard Sabala, Richard Tucker
Live: Betty Buckley, Thelma Houston, France Joli, Sharon Redd, Marlena Shaw, The Weather Girls, Viola Wills
Through Monday, May 2, 1988

Saturday October 29, 1988
Halloween Party at Red Zone (440 West 54th Street)
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Michael Bow singing "Love and Devotion"

Saturday December 31, 1988
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at Studio 54 (The last party at Studio 54)
Music: Terry Sherman & Michael Fierman
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Entertainment
Champagne and Breakfast

Sunday February 19, 1989
The Saint At Large | The White Party at the Fulton Market Building, South Street Seaport
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Saturday March 18, 1989
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites X
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Caution - Slippery When Wet | Just Say No | Do Not Enter (????)

Saturday October 28, 1989
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
The space that was The Saint; THE DOME IS GONE, THE STARS ARE GONE, BUT THE MAGIC LIVES ON

Saturday November 11, 1989
The Saint At Large | "Saint" Saturday Night at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Saturday November 25, 1989
The Saint At Large | "Saint" Saturday Night at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Saturday December 9, 1989
The Saint At Large | "Saint" Saturday Night at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Sunday December 31, 1989
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Terry Sherman & Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Champagne and Breakfast; music stops at 3PM New Year's Day

Sunday February 18, 1990
The Saint At Large | The White Party at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Saturday March 17, 1990
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XI at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Terry Sherman & Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
105 Second Avenue; Robert Mapplethorpe image on the invite poster '237'

Saturday March 31, 1990
The Saint At Large | One More Time at 105 Second Avenue
Music: Terry Sherman, Michael Fierman, Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
The last party at 105 Second Avenue

Saturday October 27, 1990
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at The Ritz (Studio 54 | 254 W 54) | A Benefit for Red Hot and Blue
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Erasure
Dancing until noon

Monday December 31, 1990
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at Roxy
Music: Chuck Parsons & Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment
Champagne and Breakfast; music stops at 4PM New Year's Day

Sunday February 17, 1991
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
David Morgan image on the invite poster

Saturday March 16, 1991
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XII at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday August 31, 1991
The Saint At Large | Polictical Muscle II at the Pavillion Fire Island Pines (A benefit for Tom Duane for City Council)
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday October 26, 1991
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roseland
Music: David Marine
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Tuesday December 31, 1991
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at Roseland
Music: Susan Morabito, Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment
Champagne and Breakfast

Sunday February 16, 1992
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roxy
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment
Dancing until 2PM Monday afternoon

Saturday March 21, 1992
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XIII at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Dancing until 2PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday July 11, 1992
The Saint At Large | A Midsummer Night's Dream at the Hollywood Palladium
Music: Michael Fierman & David Marine
Lights: Paul Meany
Live: Entertainment

Saturday October 31, 1992
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roxy
Music: David Marine & Mark Tarbox
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment
Dancing until 2PM Sunday afternoon

Thursday December 31, 1992
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at the Tunnel
Music: Susan Morabito, Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Marky Mark

Sunday February 14, 1993
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Saturday March 20, 1993
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XIV at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday October 30, 1993
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roseland
Music: Susan Morabito
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Friday December 31, 1993
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at Roxy
Music: Michael Fierman & Mark Tarbox
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment
Champagne and Breakfast

Sunday February 20, 1994
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment

Saturday March 19, 1994
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XV at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Thursday June 9, 1994
BRUCE MAILMAN DIES

Saturday October 29, 1994
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roseland
Music: Susan Morabito
Lights: Joey Parreno
Live: Entertainment
Dancing until 2PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday December 31, 1994
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Party at Roxy
Music: Michael Fierman & Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Entertainment
Champagne and Breakfast; dancing until 4PM New Year's Day

Sunday February 19, 1995
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Sabala
Dancing until 3PM Monday afternoon

Saturday March 18, 1995
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XVI at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday October 28, 1995
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman & Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday February 17, 1996
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Dancing until 3PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday March 16, 1996
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XVII at Roseland
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Dancing until 4PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday February 15, 1997
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Dancing until 3PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday March 22, 1997
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XVIII at Roseland
Music: Lawrence (Larry) Needham and Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Dancing until 3PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday February 14, 1998
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Joe D'Espinosa
Lights: Richard Sabala
Richard will present a custom designed digital audio visual show at 10pm

Saturday March 21, 1998
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XIX at Roseland
Music: David Knapp, Darin Arrowood
Lights: Richard Sabala, Allan Parkinson

Sunday February 14, 1999
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Joe D'Espinosa & Susan Morabito
Lights: Richard Sabala
Rally from 10pm until 3pm Monday

Saturday March 20, 1999
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XX at Roseland
Music: David Knapp, Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala, Allan Parkinson

Saturday February 19, 2000
The Saint At Large | The White Party (20th Anniversary Year) at Roseland
Music: Julian Marsh, Warren Gluck, Michael Fierman, Susan Morabito, Robbie Leslie
Lights: Guy Smith, Ross Berger
Dancing until noon Monday

Saturday March 25, 2000
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXI at Roseland
Music: Victor Calderone, Michael Fierman
Lights: Guy Smith, Allan Parkinson
Dancing until 4PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday February 17, 2001
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: Peter Rauhofer and Susan Morabito
Lights: Guy Smith, Ross Berger
Dancing until 3PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday March 24, 2001
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXII at Roseland
Music: Mark Anthony, Warren Gluck
Lights: Guy Smith, Ross Berger
Dancing until 4PM Sunday afternoon

Saturday February 16, 2002
The Saint At Large | The White Party at Roseland
Music: ????, Frankie Knuckles, Robbie Leslie
Lights: Guy Smith, Ross Berger

Saturday March 23, 2002
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXIII at Roseland
Music: Victor Calderone, Michael Fierman
Lights: Guy Smith, Ross Berger

Saturday February 15, 2003
The Saint At Large | The White Party Downtown at Capitale (130 Bowery)
Music: Thunderpuss, Warren Gluck
Lights: Guy Smith, Steve Revlon
Dress: Alex In Wonderland

Saturday March 22, 2003
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXIV
Music:
Lights:

Saturday March 20, 2004
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXV at Roseland
Music: Paulo, Susan Morabito
Lights: Guy Smith, Ross Berger

Sunday March 21, 2004
Black Tea Dance at Octagon
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Guy Smith

Saturday January 1, 2005
The Saint At Large | New Year's Day Night at Capitale (130 Bowery)
Music: Tony Moran with Randy Bettis Closing, Sammy Jo in the Red Room
Lights: Guy Smith

Saturday March 19, 2005
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXVI at Roseland | Lucha Libre
Music: Chus & Ceballos vs. Victor Calderone with Randy Bettis Closing
Lights: Ross Berger vs. Guy Smith

Sunday January 1, 2006
The Saint At Large | New Year's Day Night Party at Pacha (618 W 46)
Music: Chris Cox & David Knapp
Lights:

Saturday March 25, 2006
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXVII at Roseland
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 30, 2006
The Saint At Large | New Year's Eve Eve at Hammerstein Ballroom | One Night Only Dreamgirls
Music: Junior Vasquez
Lights:
Live: Jennifer Hudson

Saturday March 24, 2007
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXVIII at Roseland
Music: Marx Moran and Michael Fierman
Lights:

Saturday March 29, 2008
The Saint At Large | The Dangerous Black Party | Rites XXIX at Roseland
Music:
Lights:

Saturday November 1, 2008
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roseland
Music: Peter Rauhofer, Junior Vasquez
Lights:

Saturday December 20, 2008
The Saint At Large | Christmas Party at Pachita
Music: Michael Magnan, Eddie Elias, Jonathan Peters (after hours)
Lights:

Saturday March 21, 2009
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXX at Roseland
Music: Boris, Eddie Elias, Junior Vasquez
Lights: Guy Smith & Darren Kawa

Sunday November 1, 2009
The Saint At Large | Halloween Party at Roseland
Music: Hector Fonseca & Junior Vasquez
Lights: Darren Kawa

Saturday March 20, 2010
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXXI at Roseland
Music: Hector Fonseca, Paulo, & Ana Paula
Lights: Guy Smith & Darren Kawa

Saturday March 19, 2011
The Saint At Large | The Black Party | Rites XXXII at Roseland

Tim Smith |

The Chronology of The Saint - Part III


Thursday December 4, 1986
Jerry Mulnychuk's "Shopping Bag Fashion Show"

Saturday December 6, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Sunday December 7, 1986
A Party Celebrating Doubleday & Company's Latest Publication: Gay Life: Leisure, Love & Living for the Gale Male
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Sabala
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Thursday December 11, 1986
A Night Of Dancing Under The Stars
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 13, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Sunday December 14, 1986
"The Moveable Feast" A Party for GMHC Crisis Volunteers (6-9 PM)
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Sunday December 14, 1986
A Party To Celebrate The Success of Alan Gassman's Latest Production "Blue Is For Boys"
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Thursday December 18, 1986
Pee Wee Herman's Christmas Party
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 20, 1986
Disco Diva III (Christmas at The Saint)
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Jocelyn Brown

Sunday December 21, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Eric Erickson

Saturday December 27, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday December 28, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday December 28, 1986
Taped T's: Roy Thode's Second Season Opening Party September 19, 1981
Lights:

Wednesday December 31, 1986
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: Dead or Alive
Champagne and Breakfast

Saturday January 3, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday January 4, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Eric Erickson

Sunday January 4, 1987
Taped T's: George Cadenas' Wrecked Party November 28, 1981
Lights:

Saturday January 10, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday January 11, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday January 11, 1987
Taped T's: Shaun Buchanan's Land of Make Believe Party April 12, 1984
Lights:

Saturday January 17, 1987
Women's Event (9PM-Midnight)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 17, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday January 18, 1987
Living For The City Party
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine
Live: Sylvester
Living For The City: An art installation featuring the work of Martin Wong

Saturday January 24, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday January 25, 1987
Taped T's: Roy's Party June 2, 1982
Lights:

Sunday January 25, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Tony DeVizia
Lights: Tony Lumen

Saturday January 31, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday February 1, 1987
The 1983 Taped-T's: Robbie Leslie spinning the Fourth Opening Night Party September 17, 1983
Lights:

Sunday February 1, 1987
The Saint Salutes Gay Off and Off-Off Broadway Theatre
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Tony Lumen
Champagne open bar 10-11pm in the back bar

Thursday February 5, 1987
Festival A Salute to Rio
Music:
Lights:

Friday February 6, 1987
A Lazar Tag Party/A Fight To The Death
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 7, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday February 8, 1987
The 1983 Taped-T's: Howard Merritt February 27, 1983
Lights:

Sunday February 8, 1987
The Gay Games II Book Party
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Doors open at 5pm

Thursday February 12, 1987
Sports Thursday
Music:
Lights:
Sport Fashion Show; Frisbee and Hula-Hoop Contest

Friday February 13, 1987
Valentine's Day Party
Music: Thom Delahunt
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday February 14, 1987
Women's Event (9PM-Midnight)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 14, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Tony DeVizia
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday February 15, 1987
The White Party
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Gwen Guthrie, Terry Iten, Eastbound Expressway

Thursday February 19, 1987
A Video Tribute to Kenneth Anger and his films

Friday February 20, 1987
A Bahama Mama Night with Sugar Reef as your host
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 21, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday February 22, 1987
The 1983 Taped-T's: Wayne Scott spinning the Third Anniversary Party September 18, 1983
Lights:

Sunday February 22, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker

Thursday February 26, 1987
A Special Evening
Music:
Lights:

Friday February 27, 1987
Gary Gatyas Fashion Show
Music: Thom Delahunt
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday February 28, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday March 1, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Tony DeVizia
Lights: Tony Lumen

Saturday March 7, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday March 8, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday March 14, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday March 15, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday March 21, 1987
The Black Party | Rites VIII
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday April 18, 1987
Land of Make Believe Party
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Erskine
Live: Jeff McBride, Magician of the Year

Sunday April 19, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Tony Lumen

Saturday April 25, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday April 26, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday May 2, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony Lumen

Sunday May 3, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday May 9, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday May 10, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Tony Lumen

Saturday May 16, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Jim
Lights: Tony Lumen

Sunday May 17, 1987
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday May 23, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday June 27, 1987
Closing Night (What A Feeling Party)
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Irene Cara

Saturday July 4, 1987
Fourth of July Party
Music:
Lights:

Saturday July 11, 1987
Women's Event (8PM-Midnight)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday August 1, 1987
A Mid-Summer Night Party
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights:

Saturday August 8, 1987
Women's Event (8PM-Midnight)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday August 29, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Nao Nakamura
Lights:

Sunday September 6, 1987
One Last Splash (Labor Day at The Saint)
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Tony Lumen
Live: Noel

Sunday September 6, 1987
Women's Event (8PM-Midnight)
Music:
Lights:

Sunday September 7, 1987
Labor Day at The Saint
Music:
Lights:

Saturday September 26, 1987
Opening Night (Eighth Season)
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: Laura Branigan

Sunday September 27, 1987
CLOSED

Saturday October 3, 1987
Seventh Anniversary Party
Music: Tony Lumen, Mike Cavallone, Michael Fierman, Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala, Richard Erskine, Tony Lumen
Champagne and cake

Sunday October 4, 1987
Attitude Dancing
Music: Nao Nakamura
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Chris Case
Movie: Myra Breckenridge

Thursday October 8, 1987
10th Anniversary of Disconet
Music: Tuta Aquino, Chuck Parsons, Terry Sherman
Lights:
Live: The Sunshine Crew, Jayne Edwards, Claudja Barry

Saturday October 17, 1987
Saturday Night
Music: Gini DeSantis
Lights: Tony Lumen
Video: Jim Corrigan

Sunday October 18, 1987
Attitude Dancing
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine
Video: Chris Case
On the big screen: All Male Erotica - On the bar: Boys

Sunday October 25, 1987
Attitude Dancing
Music: Nao Nakamura
Lights: Tony Lumen
Live: Nick John

Friday October 30, 1987
Halloween Party (Mixed Night)
Music: Thom Delahunt
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday October 31, 1987
Halloween Party
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Live: E.G. (Elizabeth) Daly

Sunday November 1, 1987
Benefit for American Run to End AIDS
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday November 7, 1987
X-Rated Video Party
Music: Nao Nakamura
Lights: Tony Lumen
Video: Jim Corrigan
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Sunday November 8, 1987
Attitude Dancing
Music: Larry Needham
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Chris Case
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday November 14, 1987
Women's Event (9PM-Midnight)
Music: Gini DeSantis
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Jim Corrigan
Live: Sharon Redd
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday November 14, 1987
An Evening of Love
Music: Gini DeSantis
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Jim Corrigan
Live: Sharon Redd
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Sunday November 15, 1987
Attitude Dancing | The Sleaze Bar
Music: Eric Cabrera
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday November 21, 1987
X-Rated Video Party
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Sunday November 22, 1987
Attitude Dancing | The Sleaze Bar
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday December 19, 1987
Launch Party for "Best Wishes" video
Music: Larry Needham
Lights: Tony Lumen

Tuesday December 22, 1987
Open House
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine
A special CD presentation by Tony Lumen from 9PM-10PM of Christmas favorites; Christmas Sing-Along featuring The Big Apple Corps from 10PM-11PM in The Dome
Complimentary Eggnog will be served from 9PM-11PM at the Center Bar

Saturday December 26, 1987
A Party For Bad Boys
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine
There will be a special Santa treat at 2am in the Dome

Thursday December 31, 1987
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Nao Nakamura (10pm-7am) Terry Sherman (7am-5pm)
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Jim Corrigan
Live: Swing Out Sister

Saturday January 2, 1988
Disco Diva Party
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Tony Lumen
Live: Vicki Sue Robinson, Carol Douglas

Saturday January 30, 1988
World Premier of Goodjac Four
Music: Larry Needham
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Jim Corrigan

Sunday February 14, 1988
The White Party
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Video: Jim Corrigan
Live: Pepsi & Shirlie

Wednesday February 17, 1988
Bruce Mailman letter to members announcing the closing of The Saint

Saturday March 12, 1988
Womens Preferred Evening
Music:
Lights:
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday March 19, 1988
The Black Party | Rites IX
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Jim Corrigan

Saturday March 26, 1988
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday April 2, 1988
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Tony Lumen
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday April 9, 1988
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday April 16, 1988
Womens Preferred Evening
Music: Gini DeSantis (10pm-2am) Terry Sherman (2am-Closing)
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Saturday April 23, 1988
Saturday Night
Music: Nao Nakamura
Lights: Tony Lumen
Flowers by R. L. Parks

Monday April 25, 1988
A Night of Reminiscing on the closing of The Saint (No music and no dancing)

Tim Smith |

The Chronology of The Saint - Part II

Sunday January 1, 1984
New Year's Day
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Movie: Rocky Horror Picture Show

Wednesday January 4, 1984
Twelfth Night Party (Annual Open House)
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Karen Ludemann
Cash Liquor Bar

Saturday January 7, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday January 8, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Harold and Maude

Saturday January 14, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday January 15, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: Casablanca

Saturday January 21, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday January 22, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea

Saturday January 28, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday January 29, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: All About Eve

Saturday February 4, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday February 5, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Pink Floyd The Wall in Quadraphonic Sound

Saturday February 11, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday February 12, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: The Women

Saturday February 18, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday February 19, 1984
The White Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Oh Romeo
No Movie
Robert Mapplethorpe Images on Invite Poster

Sunday March 4, 1984
Road Warriors Tea Party
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights:

Saturday March 10, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday March 17, 1984
The Black Party | Rites V
Music: Chuck Parsons & Wayne Scott
Lights: Jorge Vilardell & Mark Ackerman

Sunday March 18, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Caligula

Saturday March 24, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Steve Zaniel

Sunday March 25, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Ernie Dunda
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Movie: Chariots of Fire

Saturday March 31, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday April 1, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Midnight Cowboy

Saturday April 7, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday April 8, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: Rebel Without A Cause

Saturday April 14, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday April 15, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: Dr. Strangelove

Saturday April 21, 1984
Land of Make Believe Party
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: From The Little Shop of Horrors A Man-Eating Plant! And Crystal Chiffon Ronette

Sunday April 22, 1984
Easter Sunday
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Movie: The Wizard of Oz

Saturday May 26, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday May 27, 1984
Memorial Day Weekend Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Dominatrix, Patti Austin
No Movie

Saturday June 23, 1984
Closing Night (Tripping On The Moon Party)
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: The American Premiere of Cerrone, his singers plus Claudja Barry

Tuesday July 3, 1984
First Summer Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Hazel Dean, Pamela Stanley, Earlene Bentley

Saturday August 11, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday September 29, 1984
Opening Night (Fifth Season)
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Bonnie Tyler
Movies will now be shown in the lounge.

Sunday September 30, 1984
Fourth Anniversary Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Movie: Metropolis (Original 1926 silent classic with live piano accompaniment)

Saturday October 6, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday October 7, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Michael Stein
Movie: Scarface

Saturday October 13, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday October 14, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Footloose

Saturday October 20, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday October 21, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Michael Stein
Movie: The Hunger

Saturday October 27, 1984
Halloween Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Sylvester

Sunday October 28, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Silent movie with live piano "Phantom of the Opera"

Saturday November 3, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday November 4, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Movie: The Lady Vanishes

Saturday November 10, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday November 11, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: The Man Who Knew Too Much

Saturday November 17, 1984
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday November 18, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Movie: North By Northwest

Saturday November 24, 1984
Night People Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Liliane Montevechhi

Sunday November 25, 1984
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: The Empire Strikes Back

Saturday December 22, 1984
Christmas Party
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights:
Live: Bonnie Pointer

Sunday December 23, 1984
Christmas Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:
Movie: 2001: A Space Odyssey

Tuesday December 25, 1984
2nd Christmas Skate away from The Saint
Music:
Lights:
The Sky Rink (450 West 33rd Street);eggnog and mulled wine

Saturday December 29, 1984
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 30, 1984
CLOSED

Monday December 31, 1984
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Mark Thomas & Shaun Buchanan
Lights:
Mark Thomas at 8am; Champagne and Breakfast

Wednesday January 23, 1985
Open House
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 16, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights:

Sunday February 17, 1985
The White Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Tucker
Video: Geoffrey Wickland
Live: Madleen Kane
No Movie

Saturday February 23, 1985
Shaun Buchanan's Farewell Party
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights:
Pink Champagne

Sunday February 24, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Steve Williams
Lights:
Movie: Another Country

Saturday March 2, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights:

Sunday March 3, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights:
Movie: The Fourth Man

Saturday March 9, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Sunday March 10, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights:
Movie: Come Back To The Five And Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean

Saturday March 16, 1985
The Black Party | Rites VI
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker
Video: Geoffrey Wickland

Sunday March 17, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights:

Sunday March 25, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Ernie Dunda
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Movie: Chariots of Fire

Saturday March 31, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday April 1, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Midnight Cowboy

Saturday April 6, 1985
Land of Make Believe Party
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: Robey

Saturday April 7, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday April 7, 1985
Easter Sunday
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Movie: The Wizard of Oz

Sunday April 8, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: Rebel Without A Cause

Saturday April 14, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday April 15, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: Dr. Strangelove

Saturday April 20, 1985
Hearts Party
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights:

Saturday May 4, 1985
Disco Divas Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Sarah Dash, Loleatta Holloway, Jackie Moore
An evening of music featuring disco classics

Tuesday May 14, 1985
The Saint's 1st Theatre Party, As Is, Lyceum Theatre

Saturday May 25, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday May 26, 1985
Hearts On Fire Party
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: Sam Harris
No Movie

Saturday June 1, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday June 2, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Steve Williams
Lights: Richard Erskine
Champagne Punch
Telecast of the 1985 Tony Awards live from the Schubert Theatre

Saturday June 8, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday June 9, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Dune

Saturday June 15, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday June 16, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Movie: Whatever Happened To Baby Jane?

Saturday June 22, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday June 23, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Steve Williams
Lights: Richard Erskine
Movie: The Women

Saturday June 29, 1985
Closing Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: Fun Fun

Wednesday July 3, 1985
First Summer Party
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: Seventh Avenue
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday July 6, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Steve Williams
Lights: Richard Sabala
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday July 13, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Tony DeVizia
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday July 20, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday July 27, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday August 3, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday August 10, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Tony DeVizia
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday August 17, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday August 24, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony DeVizia
We will close at 10:00am so that you can enjoy summer Sundays in the sun

Saturday August 31, 1985
CLOSED

Sunday September 1, 1985
Labor Day at The Saint
Music:
Lights:

Saturday September 28, 1985
Opening Night (Sixth Season)
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Video: Geoffrey Wickland
Live: Natalie Cole

Sunday September 29, 1985
Fifth Anniversary Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Video: Matt Ebert
Champagne and Cake

Saturday October 5, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday October 6, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Steve Williams
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday October 12, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday October 13, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday October 19, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday October 20, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday October 26, 1985
Halloween Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Video: Matt Ebert
Live: Kelly Marie

Sunday October 27, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker
Video: Geoffrey Wickland

Saturday November 2, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Tucker
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Sunday November 3, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Saturday November 9, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Sunday November 10, 1985
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Tucker
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Saturday November 16, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Sunday November 17, 1985
Athletic Supporters (A party for New York's Gay and Lesbian Sports Organizations)
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Tony DeVizia
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Saturday November 23, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Sunday November 24, 1985
Flash-Dance (A party for NYC's Gay Media)
Music: Steve Williams
Lights: Richard Erskine
The side door at 233 East 6th Street will be used on all nights except party nights

Saturday November 30, 1985
Night People Party
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Richard Tucker
Video: Jim Corrigan
Live: Phyllis Nelson

Sunday December 8, 1985
Take The Profit Out of Bigotry Event for GLADD
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday December 15, 1985
800 Men Party for participants in GMHC's healthy sex program
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Thursday December 19, 1985
Open House (A Christmas party for Antique Boutique, David Raney and the Ballet, Rock Pool, Sound and Vision)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 21, 1985
Disco Diva II
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: Gloria Gaynor

Sunday December 22, 1985
Curtain Call Party
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Thursday December 26, 1985
Open House (A party for Canal Jeans & Rock America [this is a mixed night])
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 28, 1985
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday December 29, 1985
Friends (A party for NYC's Gay and Lesbian political, social and support groups)
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Tucker

Tuesday December 31, 1985
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: The Weather Girls
Champagne and Breakfast; bar open all night

Thursday January 2, 1986
Open House
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 4, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday January 5, 1986
Muscle
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday January 11, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday January 12, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday January 18, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday January 19, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday January 25, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday January 26, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday February 1, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday February 2, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday February 8, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday February 9, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday February 15, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday February 16, 1986
The White Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Jennifer Holliday

Sunday February 23, 1986
Between The Sheets Fashion Event

Sunday March 9, 1986
Women's Tea Dance (til 10:00pm)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday March 15, 1986
The Black Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia
A new direction

Sunday March 16, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday March 22, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday March 23, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday March 29, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday March 30, 1986
Easter Sunday
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday April 5, 1986
Land of Make Believe Party
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: Teri De Sario

Sunday April 6, 1986
Muscle
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday April 12, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday April 13, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday April 19, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday April 20, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday April 26, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday April 27, 1986
A Cup of Sugar Party
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
An event to celebrate the gayness of zip code 10011

Sunday April 27, 1986
Women's Tea Dance (til 10:00pm)
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Friday May 2, 1986
Mickey's (Mouse) Soda Hop
Music:
Lights:
Soda fountain treats, Disney cartoons, surprise guests, fun filled prizes

Saturday May 3, 1986
The Red Party
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: E.G. (Elizabeth) Daly
Wear red

Sunday May 4, 1986
Muscle
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Wednesday May 7, 1986
Kremlin Guard Meets Joe Cool: Parachute Fashions for '86
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 10, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday May 11, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday May 17, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday May 18, 1986
Women's Tea Dance (til 10:00pm)
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Sabala

Saturday May 24, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday May 25, 1986
Memorial Day Weekend Party
Music: Shaun Buchanan scheduled; Jim Burgess and Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Saturday May 31, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Sunday June 1, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Saturday June 7, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Sunday June 8, 1986
Women's Tea Dance (til 10:00pm)
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Saturday June 14, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Sunday June 15, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Saturday June 21, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Erskine
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Sunday June 22, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Flowers: Nataure's Quest

Saturday June 28, 1986
Closing Night
Music: Chuck Parsons or Warren Gluck [in dispute]
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: Kiki Dee
Party 'Til You March!

Saturday July 5, 1986
Hangover Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday July 6, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Erskine

Sunday August 31, 1986
Labor Day at The Saint
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: Helen Reddy

Saturday September 20, 1986
Opening Night (Seventh Season)
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: Grace Jones

Sunday September 21, 1986
Join Your Favorite Porn Stars At The Saint
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday September 27, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday September 28, 1986
Sixth Anniversary Party
Music: Robbie Leslie, Warren Gluck, Mike Cavallone, Chuck Parsons, Terry Sherman, Mark Thomas, Michael Fierman, Jim Burgess
Lights: Richard Erskine, Richard Tucker, Tony DeVizia, Richard Sabala, Tony Lumen
Cake & Champagne Toast Midnight at the Back Bar

Saturday October 4, 1986
The Ten Spot Night of 100 Dances
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Erskine
Video: Matt Ebert
(A Dime A Dance x 100 Dances = $10)

Sunday October 5, 1986
PersonalsA Classic (You Place The AdWe Find The Men)
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Video: Jim Dolin, with his own special mix of male erotica

Saturday October 11, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday October 12, 1986
Discover New Worlds Columbus Day Weekend
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Sabala
Video: Grady Partin
Live: Hazel Dean performing her hit "Searchin"

Saturday October 18, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday October 19, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Tony Lumen

Saturday October 25, 1986
Halloween Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia
Live: Divine

Sunday October 26, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday November 1, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday November 2, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Erskine

Saturday November 8, 1986
Farewell Performance of Robbie Leslie
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman& Richard Tucker

Sunday November 9, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Eric Erickson

Saturday November 15, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Terry Sherman
Lights: Richard Sabala

Sunday November 16, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Mark Thomas
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Saturday November 22, 1986
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Sunday November 23, 1986
Sunday Tea
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Tony Lumen

Saturday November 29, 1986
Night People Party
Music: Mike Cavallone
Lights: Richard Tucker
Live: Cast and band of Harlem's "Mama I Want To Sing"
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Sunday November 30, 1986
A Party To Celebrate the Success of The Manstage Production of "Dancing In The Dark"
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Richard Erskine
Live: Joy Rose
Flowers: R. L. Parks Designs

Tim Smith |

Chronology of The Saint - Part I

Saturday September 20, 1980
The First Party
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Saturday September 27, 1980
Saturday Night
Music: Jim Johnson
Lights:

Sunday September 28, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 4, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 11, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday October 12, 1980
"America" Party (Columbus Day)
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 18, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 25, 1980
Saturday Night
Music: Roy Thode
Lights:

Sunday October 26, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights:

Friday October 31, 1980
"Horror" (Halloween Party)
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Saturday November 1, 1980
Saturday Night
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Richard Tucker
Initially to avoid lines and consequently because of increasing popularity we are opening doors at 11:00 p.m. on Saturday night with one hour of classical music preceding dancing.

Sunday November 2, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman
In response to many membership letters, Tea at The Saint will no longer end at midnight.

Saturday November 8, 1980
Saturday Night
Music: Roy Thode
Lights:

Sunday November 9, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights:

Saturday November 15, 1980
Saturday Night
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights:

Saturday November 22, 1980
Saturday Night
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights:

Sunday November 23, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music: Roy Thode
Lights:

Saturday November 29, 1980
Thanksgiving at The Saint
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday November 30, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 6, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 7, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 13, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 14, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 20, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 21, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Thursday December 25, 1980
Red Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie (Guest DJ)
Lights:

Saturday December 27, 1980
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 28, 1980
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Wednesday December 31, 1980
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Thursday January 1, 1981
White Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights:

Saturday January 3, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 4, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 10, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 11, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 17, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 18, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 24, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 25, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 31, 1981
Jim Burgess Farewell Party
Music: Jim Burgess
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday January 31, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday February 1, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Thursday February 5, 1981
Chinese New Year Party (4625 - The Year of the c***)
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Saturday February 7, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday February 8, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 14, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday February 15, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 28, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday March 1, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Richard Tucker

Friday March 6, 1981
Party
Music: Richie Rivera
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday March 7, 1981
Saturday Night
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday March 8, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Jim Hicks

Saturday March 14, 1981
Saturday Night
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday March 15, 1981
Land of Make Believe Party
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Marsha Stern

Friday March 20, 1981
Party
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday March 21, 1981
The Black Party | Rites I
Music: Roy Thode | Alan Dodd
Lights: Mark Ackerman
A two night Black Party; Robert Mapplethorpe will be photographing selected guests

Sunday March 22, 1981
The Black Party | Rites II
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jim Hicks

Saturday March 28, 1981
Saturday Night
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Richard Tucker

Sunday March 29, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Saturday April 4, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 5, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday April 11, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 12, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday April 18, 1981
White Rabbit's Party
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Wear White

Sunday April 19, 1981
The Mad Hatter's Tea Party
Music: Alan Dodd
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday April 25, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 26, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 2, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 3, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 9, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 10, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 16, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 17, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 23, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 24, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 30, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 31, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday June 6, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday June 7, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday June 13, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday June 14, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday September 19, 1981
Opening Night (Second Season)
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Amanda Lear

Sunday September 20, 1981
First Anniversary Party
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Jim Hicks
Champagne & Cake

Saturday September 26, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday September 27, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 3, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday October 4, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 10, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday October 11, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 17, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday October 18, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 24, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday October 25, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday October 31, 1981
Halloween Party
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Nona Hendryx

Sunday November 1, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: George Cadenas
Lights: Jim Hicks
Free to members

Saturday November 7, 1981
Saturday Night
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday November 8, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Jorge Villardel
Lights: Richard Tucker

Saturday November 14, 1981
Saturday Night
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday November 15, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jim Hicks

Saturday November 21, 1981
Saturday Night
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Jim Hicks

Sunday November 22, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Saturday November 28, 1981
Wrecked Party
Music: George Cadenas
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday November 29, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
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Saturday December 5, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 6, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 12, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 13, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 19, 1981
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday December 20, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Thursday December 24, 1981
Christmas Eve at The Saint (No Dancing) | A Midnight Concert
Live: The Gay Men's Chorus and New York Gay Community Marching Band Brass Quintet

Saturday December 26, 1981
Christmas Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Cut Glass

Sunday December 27, 1981
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Thursday December 31, 1981
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Roy Thode
Lights:

Friday January 1, 1982
New Year's Day
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 2, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 3, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 3, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 9, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 16, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 17, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday January 23, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 24, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday January 30, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday January 31, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 6, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday February 7, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 13, 1982
The White Party
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Melba Moore in a mini-concert with her band
Show time: 3 A.M.

Sunday February 14, 1982
Hearts Party
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Jim Hicks
Live: The Patrick Cowley Singers ("Menergy" & "Lift Off")

Saturday February 20, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Sunday February 21, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday February 27, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday February 28, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday March 6, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday March 7, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday March 13, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday March 14, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Saturday March 20, 1982
The Black Party | Rites III
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday March 21, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Jim Hicks
Live: Bonnie Forman

Saturday March 27, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday March 28, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday April 3, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 4, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday April 10, 1982
Land of Make Believe Party | Come Play With Us
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Esther Satterfield singing "Land of Make Believe"

Sunday April 11, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Roy Thode
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: The Wizard of Oz

Saturday April 17, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 18, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday April 24, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 25, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 1, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 2, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday May 8, 1982
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 9, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Wednesday May 12, 1982
New Talent Night
Music: Tom Karopoulous
Lights: Eric Erickson

Saturday May 15, 1982
Armed Forces Day Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Linda Clifford
Dress: Wear a uniform

Sunday May 16, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: The Muppet Movie

Wednesday May 19, 1982
New Talent Night
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Roger Pippin

Saturday May 22, 1982
ROY THODE DIES
Time of death uncertain between Friday 5/21 and Saturday 5/22

Saturday May 22, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday May 23, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Jim Hicks
No Movie

Wednesday May 26, 1982
New Talent Night
Music: Lizzz Kritzer
Lights: Eric Erickson

Friday May 28, 1982
3 Night Weekend
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Laura Branigan
Bus service directly from The Saint to the Fire Island ferries will be available on Saturday morning, May 29.

Saturday May 29, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: George Cadenas
Lights: Jim Hicks
Live: Angela Clemmons

Sunday May 30, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Phantom of the Paradise

Wednesday June 2, 1982
New Talent Night Scheduled
Music: Bob Bunting Scheduled
Lights: Tony DeVizia Scheduled
Roy's Party
Music: Sharon White, Howard Merritt, Robbie Leslie, Wayne Scott, Casey Jones
Lights:
Roy Thode who shared his life and music with us died last week. We miss him. He believed in "The Party," therefore we who loved him should dance and continue the party. Celebrate Roy Thode's life with us on Wednesday, June 2, 1982, beginning at 10:00pm. Among the DJ's and lighting people contributing their talents for this evening are: Sharon White, Howard Merritt, Robbie Leslie, Wayne Scott, Mark Ackerman, Jim Hicks, Karen Ludemann, Jorge Vilerdell. There will be no charge for Saint members and their guests (limit 3 per member) for this evening.

Saturday June 5, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Roy Thode Scheduled
Lights: Jim Hicks

Sunday June 6, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
No Movie

Wednesday June 9, 1982
New Talent Night
Music: Tony Medina
Lights: Roger Pippin

Saturday June 12, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday June 13, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Casey Jones
Lights: Karen Ludemann
Movie: Pink Flamingos

Wednesday June 16, 1982
New Talent Night
Music: Alan Hadden
Lights: Tony DeVizia

Saturday June 19, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday June 20, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jim Hicks
No Movie

Wednesday June 23, 1982
New Talent Night
Music: Lance Wise
Lights: Eric Erickson

Saturday June 26, 1982
Closing Night
Music: Roy Thode Scheduled
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Viola Wills

Saturday September 18, 1982
Opening Night (Third Season)
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Jimmy Ruffin

Sunday September 19, 1982
Second Anniversary Party
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: Star Wars

Saturday October 9, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday October 30, 1982
Halloween Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Brenda Jones, Paul Parker

Sunday October 31, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: The Weather Girls
Movie: Alien

Saturday November 6, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Saturday November 20, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Wednesday November 24, 1982
Wednesday Night (Night People Party)
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Loverde

Saturday November 27, 1982
Night People Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Betty Buckley

Sunday November 28, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jim Hicks
Live: The Patrick Cowley Singers
Movie: Cabaret

Saturday December 4, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday December 5, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: Singing In The Rain

Saturday December 11, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Lance Wise
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday December 12, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Malcolm West
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Pinocchio

Saturday December 18, 1982
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday December 19, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Fame

Saturday December 25, 1982
Christmas Party
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Sylvester

Sunday December 26, 1982
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Pocket Full of Miracles

Friday December 31, 1982
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Claudja Barry; Betty Buckley
Breakfast; the first night of a three-night weekend

Saturday January 1, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday January 2, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: Rocky Horror Picture Show

Wednesday January 5, 1983
Twelfth Night Party
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Our Annual Open House - Bring as many guests as you like, women welcome

Saturday January 8, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday January 9, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Casey Jones
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Auntie Mame

Saturday January 15, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday January 16, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Who's Killing The Great Chefs of Europe

Saturday January 22, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday January 23, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Roger Gyhra
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: Dressed to Kill

Saturday January 29, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday January 30, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Dr. No

Saturday February 5, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday February 6, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Sharon White
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: The Women

Saturday February 19, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday February 20, 1983
The White Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Sharon Redd
No Movie

Sunday February 27, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights:

Saturday March 5, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday March 6, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: John Ceglia
Lights:
Movie: Suddenly Last Summer

Saturday March 12, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:

Sunday March 13, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Flash Gordon

Saturday March 19, 1983
The Black Party | Rites IV
Music: (up) Chuck Parsons (down) Wayne Scott
Lights: (up) Jorge Vilardell (down) Mark Ackerman

Sunday March 20, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Dracula

Saturday March 26, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday March 27, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Easter Parade

Saturday April 2, 1983
Land of Make Believe Party
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Debbie Jacobs

Sunday April 3, 1983
Easter Sunday
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: The Wizard of Oz

Saturday April 9, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 10, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Altered States

Saturday April 16, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 17, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Arthur

Saturday April 23, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday April 24, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Superman II

Saturday April 30, 1983
After The Circus Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Nona Hendryx

Sunday May 1, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Mae West's "I'm No Angel"
Cash Liquor Bar proceeds to GMHC

Saturday May 7, 1983
Saturday Night
Music:
Lights:

Sunday May 8, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:
Movie: Mommie Dearest

Saturday May 28, 1983
Memorial Day Weekend Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Julius Brown, Paul Parker

Sunday May 29, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: The Rose

Saturday June 4, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday June 5, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Jim Hicks
Movie: Airport I

Saturday June 11, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday June 12, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Tarzan

Wednesday June 15, 1983
Membership Renewal Party
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Rhetta Hughes
Cash Liquor Bar

Saturday June 18, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday June 19, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Jaws I

Saturday June 25, 1983
Closing Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Laura Branigan

Saturday September 17, 1983
Opening Night (Fourth Season)
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Thelma Houston

Sunday September 18, 1983
Third Anniversary Party
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: La Cage aux Folles
Champagne & Cake

Saturday September 24, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday September 25, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Richard Tucker
Movie: Now Voyager

Saturday October 1, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday October 2, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Steve Zaniel
Movie: A Star Is Born (Garland/Mason)

Saturday October 8, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Wayne Scott
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday October 9, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: The Warriors

Saturday October 15, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights: Mark Ackerman

Sunday October 16, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Michael Fierman
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Movie: Dinner At Eight

Saturday October 22, 1983
Saturday Night
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell

Sunday October 23, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Howard Merritt
Lights: Karen Ludemann
Movie: Mad Max

Saturday October 29, 1983
Halloween Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: Lime

Sunday October 30, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Movie: Silent movie with live piano "Nosferatu"

Saturday November 26, 1983
Night People Party
Music: Shaun Buchanan
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: George Hearn

Sunday November 27, 1983
Sunday Tea
Music:
Lights:

Saturday December 24, 1983
Christmas Eve Ice Skate
Music: Robbie Leslie
Lights:
Live: An Ice Show
The Sky Rink (450 West 33rd Street); cash liquor bar, eggnog and cookies

Sunday December 25, 1983
Christmas Party
Music: Warren Gluck
Lights: Mark Ackerman
Live: Eartha Kitt

Saturday December 31, 1983
New Year's Eve Party
Music: Chuck Parsons
Lights: Jorge Vilardell
Live: France Joli
Champagne and Breakfast

Fan dancer with bells |

I found a great site that honors the memory of THE SAINT. Have fun visiting this site and remembering the Saint through photos and stories.

http://www.saintdisco.com/

Tim Smith |

Official Closing of The Saint

Saturday April 30, 1988, through Monday, May 2, 1988
The Last Party
Music: Jim Burgess, Mike Cavallone,
Michael Fierman, Warren Gluck, Robbie
Leslie, Tony Lumen, Howard Merritt, Nao
Nakamura, Chuck Parsons, Terry Sherman,
Mark Thomas
Lights: Mark Ackerman, Richard Erskine,
Tony Lumen, Richard Sabala, Richard
Tucker
Live: Betty Buckley, Thelma Houston,
France Joli, Sharon Redd, Marlena Shaw,
The Weather Girls, Viola Wills

There were a few "special" parties held at 105 Second Avenue under the name The Saint At Large, but the dome was gone and the stars were gone:

Saturday October 28, 1989
Saturday November 11, 1989
Saturday November 25, 1989
Saturday December 9, 1989
Sunday December 31, 1989
Sunday February 18, 1990
Saturday March 17, 1990
Saturday March 31, 1990

Tim

Tim Smith |

Here's a list of music talents that performed live at The Saint:

Amanda Lear
Melba Moore
Patrick Cowley Singers
Esther Sattefield
Laura Brannigan
Angela Clemmons
Viola Wills
Jimmy Ruffin
Brenda Jones
Paul Parker
The Weather Gilrls
Loverde
Betty Bucklely
Sylvester
Claudja Barry
Sharon Redd
Debbie Jacobs
Julius Brown
Nona Henrdryx
Rhetta Hughes
Thelma Houston
George Hearn
Eartha Kitt
France Joli
Oh Romeo
Patti Austin
Cerrone
Pamela Stanley
Hazel Dean
Earlene Bentley
Bonnie Pointer
Madleen Kane
Robey
Sarah Dash
Loleatta Holloway
Jackie Moore
Fun Fun
Seventh Avenue
Natalie Cole
Kelly Marie
Phyllis Nelson
Jennifer Holliday
Teri De Sario
EG Daly
Kiki Dee
Helen Reddy
Grace Jones
Divine
Joy Rose
Jocelyn Brown
Dead or Alive
Gwen Guthrie
Terry Iten
Eastbound Expressway
Jeff McBride
Irene Cara
Sunshine Crew
Jayne Edwards
Nick John
Swing Out Sister
Pepsi & Shirlie
Marlena Shaw
Viola Wills
Michael Bow
Erasure

Very few remember that The Saint's roster of live performances was pretty much unmatched by any other club.

Tim



Fan dancer with bells |

There was only one entertainer who deserved the title as being the most outradgious and that was Grace Jones.

It was Holloween and Grace was suppose to entertain. She was already 3 1/2 hours late. The dance floor was packed with thousands of shirtless and drugged hot men. In walks this tall person drapped totally in black, with a flashlight under "i'ts" chin". It was Grace Jones making an enterance as only Grace can do. Unfortunately, as she walked through the most crowded part of the dance floor, her big burly body guards started shoving people out of her way. Many were thrown to the ground under the feet of other men dancing. It was a miracle that nobody was hurt.

Bruce and his staff were furious with Grace and Bruce let her know that. I heard this from the late Mark Ackermann, who designed the lights and originally ran the lights at the saint. He told me it was the first time Bruce ever banned anybody from coming to the club to entertain.

When it came to his members, they were consided by Bruce as Family, and with Bruce, you never, but never attack family.

The only other time Bruce really had a problem with an entertainer was at the Saint at Large and Marky Mark was suppose to entertain, but at the last minute he refused to do his signature schtick,,, pull down his pants and grab his crotch through his "Calvins". Marky refused because he found out that he was about to entertain before a crowd of several thousand shirtless GAY MEN. I head that Bruce told him, if he didn't do what he always did at every one of his performances then he wasn't going on stage, nor will he ever be allowed back. He, like everybody else, didn't give a dam about Marky's singing/song... He like everybody else wanted to see Marky in his briefs with his bulg sticking out like everybody else..

Bruce was a WONDER and so COOL! One of my Major Heros!

Fan dancer with bells |

Bruce, may he rest in peace, wanted an upscale gay dance club that literally HAD EVERYTHING spending the most of any club owner on his members and club. The best sound, DEFINITELY the BEST LIGHT AND VISUAL SYSTEM in the world (even today), the invitations were top notch which were not only expensive, but inventive and artistic. The floral and decorations were not to be surpassed. (i.e. One white party they covere the entire ceiling and all the walls in the downstairs loung in fish net. In those fish nets, he put thousands upon thousands of vert large pur white orchards (corssage type)with silver armbands. So that members could "pluck an orchard and walk around with a hot armband!

When it came to GAY PRIDE, NOW LGBT PRIDE, Pride Sunday, was always free for member, no club did that back then or today, for that matter.

While you had to pay for your coat check (unless you had a locker, like myself) and hard booze and bottle beer, but everything else was included. Draft beer, all types of sodas, water, juices, they had a coffee bar with danish and bowels upon bowels of fresh fruit. If the party went on way into Sunday, there was usually a free breakfast included. Again, this was unheard of back then and even today.

Each month the Saint had a themed party, where men flew in from the far reaches of Europe and the West coast. At these parties, you felt as though you were literally transported to a gay fairy tale setting.

Bruce never did any shortcuts. He and the club he envisioned and brought to fruition, was top notch.

Bruce felt that if you were into the music, the saint was the place, but if you were into the visual affects and lighting,, then you too felt the Saint was the place for you. If you were looking for the best sex with an unknown hottie or even one that you lusted after, you could have that as well. But EVERYBODY, BUT EVERYBODY would agree that the Saint was a club, were men could meet men safely without any fear.

As a friend said to me one morning at the Saint while sitting in the lounge "this is the only place where I can see ALL my friends, from various groups at one time. It is like one large living room with great music, hot men, and great conversation.

The Saint, was truly one of it's kind then and now. I doubt there will be anything like the Saint ever again. It took a man like Bruce Mailman to take a totally new concept/idea, take it from the abstract and turn it, through hard work and financial savey, REALITY!.

While clubs, gay and straight, may come and go, there will never be a place like the Saint and more importantly, THERE WILL PROBABLY NEVERBE A MAN LIKE BRUCE MAILMAN. He will truly be missed by me and the thousands of other men who literally DANCED TO HIS BEAT and enjoyed his ART.....

R.I.P. Bruce Mailman you are truly missed.

DAVEDJ |

The article posting said The Saint opened in 1980. Is it possible it was opened earlier than that? I visited NYC in the 1970s, I am fairly certain I was there prior to 1980. Just curious - just asking. Thanks & disco never died !!!!!!!! DAVID WOLF

jorge |

Hi Leticia.., This is Jorge...so good to see you on this site..I can't wait to share the dance floor again with you for the upcoming TOTM V in a few weeks..,
and then Make That Feeling Come Again in November..!
jorge

Tim Smith |

I marked the occasion with a visit to the Hayden Planetarium!

Bruce |

Today is the 30th anniversary of The Saint. We remember.

Leticia |

My name is Leticia/ aka Letty. In spite of my very young age at the time, I had the pleasure of visiting the Saint. I've come to this site in hope of some help... I'm in a search for a dear friend from way back then. His name is "DAVID VILLA", he was a lovely gay colombian guy with bleach blonde hair... loved to paint amazing portraits... and.. who at one point lived with "KAREN" the petite hostess from Xenon. Does anyone remember either one of them...if so...please help me find them.

Thanks,
lflood143@aol.com

frenchguy |

Just for my man : I'm looking for objects about The Saint . I already have 3 posters : one classic party, the Blue Print and a Black party poster ... I want more , for him ... He is so just happy to have this gifts ... Help me guys !!! Somebody have The Spot ? or other ??? Thanks you

Fan dancer with bells |

@Mikeenparis I don't know who told you a membership was $1,200 a year, but that is totally wrong. The membership for Charter and regular members was $125 (plus more if you had a locker). New Members had to be recommended by two regular members in "good stead" or one Charter member.

You may think $18 was a lot of money, but by comparision, it was considered inexpensive (for non members/guest), but if you consider places like Studio which charged $20 and then you had to pay for drinks. At the Saint, soft drinks, coffee, draft beer, fruit, morning danish/breakfast were all free. At other dancing establishments, you would have had to pay anywhere from $5.00 to $10.00 just for soda, much more for booze. By even the standards of 1980, $18.00 was considered a steal.

Back in 1980, I was still teaching at NYC Board of Eduction, and my income was only $13,500 and I still considered the Saint a bargin.

MikeinParis |

I just got one Saturday night at The Saint in 1980. It was amazing. The men dancing on the risers with fans, tambourines, or just on their own.

The lighting was awesome, literally. I remember telling people about the sound system, how clear and crisp it was, and the sub-woofers under the risers. It was perfect.

I was treated like a king by the staff even though I was an out-of-town nobody. Everybody was friendly.

It cost me $18 to get in that night and I made only about $25k per year, then. That was a lot of cash for a club but I think I remember the soft drinks were free, the beer was cheap, it was clean, everybody was high.

The high price kicked my butt a little and let me know that if I wanted to party with the best, to pre-quote RuPaul, I'd better work. The membership fee was about $1200 per year then PLUS $10 at the door so you had to be a fairly successful person to be there. That was OK, The Saint might have helped kick the whole gay community's asses into being more successful at work.

It was a magical night.

Tim Smith |

This ongoing dialogue speaks volumes to the quality that was The Saint. Who still, after all this time, talks about any club with such affection or reverence. I agree there was nothing like it before, during or after. It was a singular experience I feel blessed to have shared. That place, those moments, and my memories of them simply can only be described as magic. Few experiences in my life have ever been more poignant or lasting. I am forever grateful to those who recognized the treasure that was The Saint and worked tirelessly to take us somewhere beyond special.

BatenderDave |

What a nice thing to say Victoria; Thank You!You are right about Joel, but I said what I did that night because I meant it; he was a pro at running such a complex organization and later, as an architect who designed and built my share of clubs (& even owned one in L.A., I used everything I'd learned from him.
Seeing this website has refreshed my memory; some things I've not thought of in a long time....
I recall the lighting guy at The Saint ( I think it was Richard Tucker...am not sure now-it was so long ago) was once explaining how the electrical system worked to me on a mezzanine level in a room where meters and controls were located, and he said to flip the switch that turned on the air conditioning for the night cost five thousand dollars..... and that was in the mid 1980's!
Guests at the Saint had NO idea of what was involved running the place. There was a complete lumber yard in the cellar with every type of structural lumber lined up in rows, and a carpentry shop, an electrician's shop,a nurses station and so on.....access was through a set of checked metal black bulkhead doors flush with the carpeted floor just before guests arrived at the coatcheck. When I started as barback, one of my jobs was to maintain the enormous walk-in room lined on both sides with beer kegs...dozens of them...5,000 guys drink a lot of beer! The ice machines were so enormous that once, while getting ice from the very bottom of one, I fell into it and had to climb out while laughing out loud!. There was an enormous area where ceiling-high chain-link fences created "rooms' for holding the mountains of broken-up cardboard produced each night and the amount of trash produced was incredible.
Many people didn't realize that there was a special V.I.P. room , mostly for the performing artists that opened more-or-less directly off of Bruce Mailman's offices and which accessed the club on the second story between the two bathrooms. Windows from this VIP room looked into a little courtyard (I use the term loosely; not much sunlight reached it and the plants were pretty sickly....)
At one time or another I explored nearly every crevice and cranny of that complex; I was interested in knowing how everything worked and I remembered and used everything!
Working at the Saint was like being in a Broadway show; you had to be firing on all jets full throttle! Every single night I worked there I would stop halfway down the cellar stairs on my way to the employee area and stand and scream at the very top of my lungs "ITS SHOWTIME!"...no one could hear me over the music outside of course, but it was awfully loud in that narrow little stair and it put me in the right frame of mind to work at 90 miles an hour during what was sometimes a 17 hour shift with one 15 minute break!Often there were only 4 or 6 bartenders for 5,000 men and you could not stop to take a breath....screaming "ITS SHOWTIME!" got me ready....ah, youth! One year,I helped on the construction crew during the summer reinforcing the bar with concrete because of the crush of people surging up against it like a rough surf at the beach....It was such bedlam that I remember it was a year or two before I recognizedindividual customers-all there was time for behind the bar was to see the beginning movements of someone's lips and you instantly knew what they were ordering and you got them their drink & rang it up in six seconds flat. You would line up 15 glasses of ice and just begin pointing at the crowd, one person after the next and make a dozen drinks all at once sometimes.The tips were beyond belief too....I'd bring two gym bags with me and leave with them filled with cash.The competition to get a bartenders attention was fierce in that frenzied mob, and most would wave $20 bills as an incentive- but it made no difference....we served from left to right at full speed regardless and then started over again.If someone stopped to breath before ordering we just had to keep going and they waited for us to pass that way again on the next 'round'....what a wild place to work! What a scene, what energy, what a sight it was!

Victoria |

Dave, the recount of your life during that time is truly inspiring. Thank you for sharing. You obviously possess a depth that Mr. Mailman saw during your brief negotiation with him and that Mr. Teitlebaum didn't until closing night. My hat goes off to you.

DavidC. |

To Steve Korkus....no, Dave Carnivale; later I tended bar at Tracks, became manager, moved to SF tended bar at My Place & The End Up, moved back to NY & was the architect for, built and (for awhile even bartended at-it was a recession...) The Lure for my old friend Wally Wallace.
Bruce was scary; like the wizard of Oz...not easily approachable because he was, ...well....like the Emperor of everything and employees didn't really interact with him much. It wasn't like you'd wave and say"how's it hangin' Bruce?" That's why the serious (if short) negotiation I had with him when I was so young, after what I'd done for him and we both knew he owed me for saving his club that 5th year opening weekend....well, I was terrified but knew it was a good sign of his basic fairness when I was let right into his office (something I was not at all sure would happen) & he seemed to be half-expecting me to show up there.
I was good-looking, but not really in the classic "Saint"mold; I'd ordinarily NEVER have had a chance to become a bartender there- but he gave it to me out of respect for a kid who had given his best and earned the prize.
I have always respected him for that; he put aside the all-important image of the place he strived so hard and successfully to create .
I was cute, but no body builder- but he did the right thing. I always wondered if he was surprised I didn't ask for money; just the chance to work hard at a different job...I've always thought I sensed a trace of surprise and a teeny bit of respect on his part during our two minute negotiation that day that all I wanted was to tend bar. He didn't have to say yes to my request, but he didn't hesitate for a second.
It was not really a small thing to ask for ....bartender at The Saint was a job a million men would have given a lot to have, and it's no wonder my heart was pounding when I told him I wanted to "walk out of this room a bartender"- it was a nervy thing for a kid to do, but I figured he couldn't really say no, could he? I knew I'd never have the chance again.
Other bartenders there often let me know I "wasn't in their league" & that I didn't really "belong"in that rarefied club; with every catty remark a few shallow adonis's made from time to time though, I simply smiled and remembered that I and the owner of the place knew different.
Joel Teitlbaum, the general manager did not like me at all nor I him; he was one who thought my bartending was a fluke and our personalities clashed- but I recognized his ability to run the place and he knew I was dependable.
On the second night of the closing party, we passed on the stairs and I said "Joel, I have something to say to you" He stopped fully expecting me to rip him apart with a slew of vicious parting words (the place was closing after all; no one had anything to lose at that point)...he seemed to brace himself for an onslaught, but I said "Joel, we haven't always gotten along...but I want you to know something. I've worked in a number of clubs, and I've never seen, and never will see as long as I live, a club as well-run, efficient and organized as this one that you've run with such complete professionalism. I've learned an enormous amount working here and seeing how you run things - things I'll never forget. I congratulate you and you should be very proud." Joel froze. He looked thoroughly shocked and then his face softened and for the very first time he looked at me with genuine, sincere friendliness and he said in a soft voice "Thank you; thank you David...that means a lot to me, thank you." Then we shared a long firm handshake and he walked down the stairs looking very happy.

Steven Korkus |

David C. are you David Cameeron?

JackFtL |

Great story David.
I am so glad that I was young when I was. I still, on occassion, I get the urge to go out and party like I was 22 again. It just doesn't exist anymore.
In the past couple of years I have been in NYC, SF, Miami, Amsterdam, Paris...
nothing has come close, not just to the Saint, but to the era at large.
Im so glad I was young when I was. I can't believe I survived it.

I wish my friends did...

DavidC. |

I began as a barback at The Saint just prior to their fifth season. A day before the opening night for the 5th year,Joel the manager came to me saying he'd forgotten to hire the 12 barbacks needed for the event- and that it would just be me.....I ended up providing the soda, juice, beer,napkins ,matches,ice,and making 10,000 cups of coffee and putting out as many cookies, taking out all the trash & breaking it up and being the V.I.P room waiter and the emergency plumber for the four thousand men & 12 bartenders there that night- and, after the club was closed for a mere six hours- doing it all over again for five thousand men the following night for the 5th anniversary party. I worked so hard I lost 17 lbs. in just 36 hours. Upon getting home in the West Village, I entered the apartment, said hello to my roomate and passed out hitting my head on a bookcase....I awoke three days later in Roosevelt Hospital and- because I had originally gone to work slightly unshaven a week earlier....I had a small beard! I have kept that beard since that day 25 years ago- as reminder of how hard it is possible to work and to remind myself to NEVER work THAT hard again!
Returning to the Saint, I marched up to the owner Bruce Mailman's office and with a pounding heart reminded him of what I had done; he said he knew. He then said "what do you want David?" I said "I want to walk out of this room a bartender".He replied simply "you're a bartender". That is how I earned one of the most sought-after bartending jobs ever. It was the first experience I, as a kid, had negotiating with someone of importance and I will never forget that moment. Dave C

logan elliott |

btw i still some of roy thodes cassettes if anyone is interested...logan fabandfestive@aol.com....may even have michael cavalones and jim burgesses

logan elliott |

i miss the saint...no other words will describe it and much as i feel it...my friend michael cavalone, robbie leslie and all the rest of the best djs...i used to have the closing nite tapes...3 of them but that were all stolen..if you know where i can get them please contact me...[by the way. my name is/was larry snyder...dj from philly...dca, second story, cartwheel in new hope...i go by logan now...love to hear from anyone who remembers the times...thanks

JackFtL |

Be sure I have been to clubs all around the world. The Saint was the ultimate. I remember, 20 years old, driving up from DC with my friends. They said we are going to an amazing place. It was. The layout was great. The see through dome was genius. The balcony was like a dream...
oh yes it was. I was addicted.
I've not experienced anything like it since. Paradise Garage was great. I loved the Pyramid Club. Studio 54. Paragon & Warsaw in Miami Beach. Non had the raw sex dance drive fantasy that occured at THE SAINT.
It was an event when you went there. The weekend was planned around it. You didnt just stumble into it. It took preparations.
The night had a plan that the DJ took you through. It had many peaks with an amazing crescendo. then you settled into a trance
suddenly, you're back on Second Avenue

mmmmm

LuvLatins |

Anyone have any Saint music posters etc to sell. Please email me james@jbandes.com

Tim |

Katonah...Richard Tucker will be pleased to hear about your continuing dreams about him. He's been doing the lights at our Trippin On The Moon reunion parties in New York. BTW...he's still totally adorable.

http://trippinonthemoon.ning.com/

Fan dancer with bells |

@JGallego I am also one of the Tribe and have gone to several Trippin on the Moon reunion parties including Susan's Odessy parties. If you are on facebook, and belong to the saint group (the Tribe) look up H. Lee on the list (as well as Robbie Leslie and Michael Fierman and Warren Gluck (all of which I know for years). I am also one of the original fan dancers and use to use tank tops when my fans were stolen (hence the first flagging was orginally twirling tank tops along with sprinkling of baby powder) while chewing doubble bubble gum grape and watermelon <LOLOL>

DJFruitLoops |

loved the saint loved loved loved it
saw dead or alive there hazel dean ect
i dont think theer will ever be another club quite like it ui remember the stairs that spiraled up used to give me nightmares and everywhere you looked hot shirtless guys
decades later i find out my lover's straight brother used to go there all the time

JGallego |

I’m an original Saint member, and after recently attending a couple of parties sponsored by Tripping on the Moon; “Remembering Dancing under the Dome” and witnessing the vast information becoming available about “The Saint”, it is evident to all of us, that wonderful place that used to be at 2nd Ave and 6th Street has become a legend of its own.

Thirty years later, now on the 21st century with all the advanced technology in sound and lights, no one has attempted to build or replicate The Saint, “why” because The Saint in itself was years ahead of its time.

I only hope that the memory of The Saint never fades, and that future generations learn that such a magical place did exist.

FrankieC |

I am so fascinated by all these stories about The Saint. It’s hard to believe, but I never knew about this famous club until years after it closed.

I come from way south Texas and in 1992 I moved further north to the big city of San Antonio. My first really gay experience was at a club called “The Saint” in San Antonio. I really loved this place, and one day I asked the bartender where the name came from.

Apparently, the owner of the club--Rafael--was completely overwhelmed by his experience when he visited the original Saint in NYC. He was so mesmerized by the New York club that he was determined to create a mini-Saint in San Antonio. With his own money and investors, he opened The Saint in San Antonio. To this day, it is still one of the largest and longest-running gay clubs in Texas. Of course, San Antonio added its own cultural flavor to the club. Even today (I’m now in Dallas), I wonder if the Taco Lady is still outside the entrance selling her after-hours tacos. Isn’t that hilarious??

Unfortunately, Rafael is longer with us. Rumor has it that he was found dead with several empty bottles of poppers surrounding him. He left us in true Saint style, I say!

It just makes one wonder at how far-reaching the original Saint’s influence was!! It’s been several years for me, and I recently came across online photos and info about The Saint in NYC. And I am so hooked! Thanks for sharing your own stories.

Victoria |

I am one of the few females admitted to The Saint and it was truly a magical place. Some of the best times of my life were on that dance floor. Oh, if only I could go back in time for just one more night at The Saint.

Katonah |

I will never forget The Saint. Oh the parties. White. Black. Disco Diva. Halloween. New Years Eve. Sean Buchanan's last party. Some of the best DJ's ever...Jim Burgess, Micheal Fierman, Robbie Leslie, Sharon White, Michael Cavalone...I still have wet dreams about Richard Tucker. I always kept a tamborine, baby powder (to spread on the floor), and a pair of Capezios in my locker.

mpesce |

After reading all your great memories, I truly miss my Flamingo/Pines/Saint family, here and those not here. Especially all the treasured parties with Billy
Nachman. He always kept me and my friend well primed
for all the parties, whether at the clubs or at the
island. Miss you guys!

William Hamilton/GQ |

Went to the closing party and OMG and I will leave it at that!!!

MRodgers |

Oh, have my Last Party poster on the wall next to me with the ticket stub on the corner (of course, framed) the stub reads April 30, 1988 - and we all know it stayed open past Monday at noon that weekend. The black wrist band allowed in and out priviledges on that fateful weekend.

MRodgers |

Went many times and I'm female, now 56 - the Last Party was the last time I went to a club - none could ever surpass the atmosphere - music - talent.

Ed |

I went twice - I met my huband there in 1982 - saw him in the coatcheck, a few hundred men away from me. Said to my member friend, "See that one? He's handsome"
At 4 Am +/- - very high on something - we crossed on the dance floor, danced, did poppers, never went to the balcony but went to my place - and the rest is our history.
What talent that place respresented..
What fun it was..
We were all lucky to have been there.

rodney |

fabulous place I was a late night regular and teasure many of the posters some I had framed others I store carefully and regret giving a few away so many memories and not just Betty Buckly on New year,,,,thinking of my days there always brings a smile and makes me think of the many people I met and loved and now miss

davidarias |

I met Bruce in Key West one winter. He told me he had a club in NYC and if I was ever there to come by. I remember he gave me a card with only a number on and said I didn't have to wait in line.

I made it to NYC in early spring and went to the Saint on Saturday night. There was a line around the corner. I went to the front and showed the guy there my card. He whisked me in to a window where they took my card and ran it through a credit card machine. I then took the paper to another window and handed it in. I thought it was such a strange procedure.

Once inside I saw the coat check. It was like I was at a dry cleaners. I walked into lover level and could hear the thump of the base. As I walked up to the dance floor I could see the shirtless men around the sides of the dome dancing. The floor was full of more shirtless men. The odor of poppers permeated the area. I saw the star-generator in the center but it was dark. The dome was lit by lights on the side walls and coming though the screen.

The beat began to change and the lights turned orange and darkend, like the sun was setting. The stars began to appear out of nowhere. The day became night and the stars were shinning bright. The music began to intensify and the stars began to move... the whole dance floor was blazing its way through the cosmos. We flew by Jupiter and Saturn making our way to the far reaches of the solar system all the while the best music I had ever heard was beating and the masses of men were gyrating. Several year later I went and met Mark Berkely. He was doing promotions for the club. He gave me a sales kit of floorplans and photos as well as pictures. When I moved a couple of years ago I either threw the kit out or packed it in a box and it is somewhere in storage. When I move again and go through the boxes I will see if I still have it.

Greg Cole |

I remember my roomate Michael DePrisco(dj FireIsland/Philly/GatsbysNJ), and Greg Mauger(both RIP)took me to the closing party for the summer also Gay Pride weekend, took my breath away. I was when the RAMP to the Dome went thru the downstairs, and you went up this way but NEVER, NEVER DOWN.....anyone remember those unwitten rules. The Lights, Sounds and the Men and everybody was very happy and got along very well. Nobody dances anymore, how come, maybe its the music??? I remember when gay men stuck together, too. Keep the memories alive gentleman, when our friends where with us and we all danced TOGETHER. I danced with my buds at the 1 0'clock mark, dj@twelve. It was this closing party I did my first hit of ethel *not mertz. and MDA. Got high, closed the place, marched in the parade, went to a after party if I didnt meet someone(anyone remember when gay men tricked, spent the night?)thanks alot manhunt. I would be up for two days of nonstop dancing. In the following years ended up at MOONSHADOWS, RAMROD, OR RAWHIDE??.with my friend Ricky Colon(rip). Later my friends George and Shawn (partners, rip) took me to my first WHITE PARTY, (dalmantion print theme) it was midnight, we were the only ones out on the street in the Village, and it started to SNOW.OMG so beautiful. So many great memories, my favorite WHITE PARTY was the chandelier theme....with the crystals hanging from the dome.....great job btw Michael Cavalone. I was on windowpane with my friend and now great DJ STEVEN DIRKIN, who spins in Rehoboth. Had to remember to take the hit, just as you went through the tunnel. My good friend Don Gissolman(rip) wore nothing but Pearls and a jock...........Now all the big places are gone or closed(ROXY)......went to FireIsland Pines for the first time, nobody dances? just standing around and binge drinking....glad I went to the Grove, lots of fun, friendly people. HUGS TO ALL YOU DANCERS, LOVE YOU ALL, LOVE ALL THE MEMORIES YOU GAVE ME(tears hitting the keyboard), LOVE TO ALL MY FRIENDS GONE AND STILL WITH ME,....We will all dance together again,.....someday......"High above the clouds"...take care everyone, LOVE .GREG COLE

Lucien Grillo |

I had the pleasure of playing at the Saint for the 1984-85 season. It was super sureal being behind those decks and I will never forget it. To this day as I play at clubs I will never feel the love and respect that a DJ received at the helm of the dome.

Jorge |

Dear Robert.., if i only had the money I would purchase it from you I really would!.., since my small collection of Saint posters I cherished suddenly dissapeared during my move from Miami Beach back to NYC;
Sotheby's or Christies should consider an item like this -unfortunately as many items dealing directly with gays & our culture of masculinity, disco, sex liberation & AIDS they may have very narrow minded feelings towards it.
"Make That Feeling Come Again..."

Robert |

I loved The Saint and went there several times. I own a poster ("The Saint") by Vernaglia 80 in its original plastic shrink-wrap. I would love to sell it -- what is the best venue? Is there a poster or gay art auction house or should I take it to Sotheby's or Christie's? Any suggestions (also possible valuation) appreciated. Robert

Jorge |

I am so dissapointed at this years DJ line up ...
one of them is straight(hetero),the other DJ is a lesser known with very little following and of course Junior Vasques- who never in his life set foot inside the Saint,known to have criticized Saint parties & its music during the early '90's!
It looks like their ticket sales are not brisk as years past.., they have posters in the streets of chelsea,they are now offering a "special reduced admission for $50.00 after 10:45 am..,they just posted a "Members only " $60.00 with original Saint member card ( what real member would attend this party to suffer the music)..?
very tragic.., just tragic.

Fan dancer with bells |

Joel Teitelbaum (the General Manager and my friend) was the first to spread powder on the dance floor and then I started using small plastic bottles of baby powder (also chewed double bubble fruit gum/watermelon and grape). I still do use baby powder. It enabled the dancer to do spins without falling on their faces and glide on the dance floor, it also dried the floor from all the sweat that fell on the floor by all those hot sweaty bodies. Of coure, those wearing cowboy boots hated when I sprinkled baby powder. NOwadays, clubs don't like when we spread baby powder for fear someone might loose control and slip and slid and fall on their face and then sue the club.

Bruce H |

What a wonderful place. I remember that the dance floor had powder spread on it and dancers were skating and gliding around. My diary from Sunday April 12, 1982 reads: "Left Phila at 7:10PM, arrived at the Saint at 9:40PM. $9 each cover. Classical music playing, went up through aisles of seats to snack bar, then to dance floor. "Swearing to God" playing. "Thank God For Music", "Now I Need You", "Menergy" (instrumental version), "For Your Love", "Dancer", "On and On and On" (Abba), "Konga-Rhumba", "Thank God for Music" (again), to snack bar, sat down, loeft at 2:10, home 4:45AM. Heard on radio (NY station) "Best Part of Breaking Up" and "I Specialize in Love."
I remember having a really great time that night, especially with my significant other, Craig, who I had met six months before and we've been together ever since.

Robert |

Wow-IM totally blown away. My first exp.of The Saint wasn't until 1983-84 and was a Sunday Tea, prior to dancing we watched the movie, The Woman, sitting on the floor and the film projected on the dome. This time frame must have been after those grand,decadent,glory days,that I heard so much of. In 1981, fresh out of H.S. I just began work in the Interior Design field in the Fine Arts Bldg. My employer, a well known designer & manufacturer would tell me and the bookeeper every monday morning, in detail, about all the incredible dancing, the lights, the sound, and of course the men, the hot men, the models,the jocks, the partying and the balcony sex that he and his friends (other well known designers) particpated in. At 17, it scared me to death. When I look back now, you know what, they are all gone. A whole generation. It's mindblowing, but, the music and memories, still live on. IM now 45.

Harvey |

Oh yeaaaahhhh!!! I remember being down at the bar with some friends at the time and someone came running up to the bar and excitedly yelling, "THE MOTHERSHIP HAS LANDED! THE MOTHERSHIP HAS LANDED!"
We later found out the ball had fallen on the star machine.

lillo |

WAS ANYONE THERE THE NIGHT THE DISCO BALL FELL INTO THE STAR MACHINE? (c;

Fan dancer with bells |

I get teary eyed everytimes I read and re-read the postings. There will never be another place like THE SAINT!.

Besides the fantastic memories, those unique sets of music, where you suddenly were taken to a different plane! It was truely spiritual.

When Amanda Lear sang Come to me (long version), you suddenly transported, your mind, body and the Space at the Saint BECAME ONE.

All those wonderful, beautiful, energetic, creative men we have lost since the Saint opened and closed. Each time I play a Jim Burgess or Alan Dode tape, I am transported back in time, when things were simple and wonderful.

May all the men who are now gone still dance to the beat of the Saint in Heaven!

Harvey Ferguson |

Just found this site and love reading the stories of the "old days" at The Saint. I was a member from the first year until it closed. When they first opened I remember having to go in for an "interview" upstairs at their office in the afternoon before being okayed for a membership. It seems they were pretty selective back then.
The closing night party ran from Saturday April 30th through Monday May 2nd 1988. People came from as far away as Europe just for that party.
One of the most emotional moments I remember at The Saint was Sean Buchanan's last night. His health was failing from AIDS and he was going back home to England. He played "Remember Me" by Dianah Ross and I don't think there was a dry eye in the place.
I can remember Roy Thode always playing Amanda Lear's "Follow Me" around 4 am (you could almost set your watch to him...lol)
I found myself setting up my work schedule around The Saint so I could be there as much as possible. I had a close group of friends and we used to grab the first banquet as you came in. It was the best vantage point for checking everyone out as they came in (lol).
I'm 60 now and retired in Houston but look back fondly on the fantastic times and great friends I had back then. So many of them gone now but definitely not forgotten but remembered with love.
I'm sure that someday when the rest of us get there they'll have that party in the sky going hot and heavy.

Rich |

No matter what some of these naysayers say, you can never ever take the memories of the Club from me!
OH and hello Mr. Fry! You lovable fandancin' fool!

I went to the Saint at Large parties for a while after the club closed--but stopped that a good while back--cleaned up and ...you know...became a responsible citizen.

(Final Song played at the Actual Saint was Gantamanero) About 200 of us laid down on the floor as it was played--don't ask!

I miss Jeffery...I dance alone at 11 O Clock...but near my friends. Often wore a white football jersey #10....Young Blonde Haired Fluffball that I was.

Retirement is so boring...but I dance in my head and occaisonaly at home with my lover of 15 years in my arms.

I miss you all.

Tom |

Oh My God, I just stumbled upon this site. I too have soooooooooo many unbelievable memories from "The Saint". I work for the RR and went to NYC every other weekend in the '80's -- just to go to The Saint. Would leave their late Sunday morning and jump on a train back to DC...did it for years. I still have my locker key and EVERY SINGLE INVITATION mailed beginning with the second season (became a member) to date (from the now Saint at Large). I was going to put the package on Ebay to see if there was any interest. It is so difficult to describe that club to people who can't fathom the magic, the music, the men.

Thanks for these post...many great memories, guys !!

Russell Lupis |

There are no words!!!!!!!!!!

member from the start to the end!

Michael M |

My cousin Marty went opening night. At his urging, Robert and I went the next weekend, and became members OX44MO7 a few days later. For eight years The Saint was "home" on Saturday nights. So many friends. In the early years we had to call ahead to put friends on the guest list. We loved watching their eyes light up as we brought them up to the dome for the first time, up the spiral stairs.

I started collecting 12" records, became an at-home DJ mixing "Saint" tapes for friends. In the middle years, on regular weekends, the crowd was sparse and only the side door was open. The last two years were fantastic. The letter finally arrived, as we knew it would:

"17 February 1988 Dear Saint Member: To those of you who have been members during the past 8 years, I thank you for your support and for making THE SAINT the legend it has become... Although in our 8th year the party attendance is still extraordinary, regular attendance has fallen for complex social and economic reasons, and THE SAINT has been losing money for several years. Economics asode, we had created and maintained a weekly entertainment level that now we are able to create only on occasion. It is, therefore, with great regret that I am writing to tell you that THE SAINT will close this Spring...."

Life goes on. We return to The Saint often. It's easy to do. "I don't have to try, I just close my eyes."

Tim |

I don't know; sorry. I moved to New York from DC in 1984 and never really went back except for the occasional funeral of a friend. No one I knew in DC is alive today to recall those years.

Hugs!

Fan dancer with bells |

Tim,

The year the Saint opened I was dating a bartender who worked at the Exile in DC. His name was Peaches and his roomate was Mai Ling (who worked at the Attic). While Peaches worked, I was chaperoned by Mai Ling to the DC Eagle, to make sure nobody would seduce me while Peaches worked.

I went home for the opening of the Saint and came back to tell Peaches, the owner (I believe his name was Steve) and Mai Ling.

Do you know if Mai Ling is still living in DC? I had heard Peaches moved back to Montana and passsed away from AIDS around 1985-86.
Lee

Tim |

The first clubs I ever went to were the Pier Nine and the Eagle In Exile (the Exile) in Washington and I was a regular at those and other clubs in DC, Baltimore and New York. They were amazing fun. But nothing prepared me for the first night I went to The Saint. I have fantasies that somehow I might yet experience something like that again in this lifetime, but more and more I believe it was a moment of sheer perfection in the universe, both random and preordained at the same time. Lightning never strikes twice in the same spot, but the memories are blazing and eternal.

Jorge Escudero |

Dear Tim,
Thank you so much for the AMAZING photos/images of our "Temple of Dance.." your posting brought tears to my eyes...! and fond memories of all the beautiful men and music that has now passed from history unto Legend.

BTW: Robbie Leslie has tracked down the original Star Machine is now owned by a private collector , I believe in Phoenix...Robbie is thinking of perhaps shipping it to NYC for the Black Party 30 anniversary.

Fan dancer with bells |

"GAY ANGST WROTE"
I remember getting an invite for a Black Party event which was a Mapplethorpe photo of an African American male in a business suit and as you unfolded it you say the man's p**** which kept unfolding. Those invites always got better with each event>>

If you think the Saint At Large currently has better and better invites to their black party, you should have seen the invites to the REAL OLD SAINT.

Just for example of the invites that use to go out not only included poster that were real art work but such items as:

1) Real Leather Tonto mask as part of
your invite:

2) Army patches You could actually sew
on your clothes,
3) Armbands

These are only 3 of the many types of invites that use to be sent out to memebers. Besides the Black and White parties (where were originally started by Micheal Fesco of Flamingo and only taken on by the Saint when Flamingo closed it doors), but Holloween (I called the gay new years), New Years eve, plus each month had a Theme party. By those standards, today's Saint at Large Invites are cheep and cheesy

Also, when it came to gay pride, Sunday pride the Saint threw a Gay Pride party every year and it was FREE TO ALL PAYING MEMBERS (BOTH CHARTER AND REGULAR)

GAY ANGST |

I remember getting an invite for a Black Party event which was a Mapplethorpe photo of an African American male in a business suit and as you unfolded it you say the man's p**** which kept unfolding. Those invites always got better with each event.

jorge escudero |

Dear fan dancer...,
thanks for the info, you made my day...! they don't make music like that anymore.
I do attend the Queen of Hearts usually when Robbie plays at the end of their season in Sept.I loved it last year!! looking forward to Robbie next month.

fan dancer with bells |

Jorge,

You can hear the saintly sounds now, on the saint at large radio. go to www.saintatlarge.com, click on the last party and click on the radio button at the bottom of the page, and up will come the 4 dj's who played that night, Michael Feirman, Warren Gluck, Jim Burgess and Robbie Leslie (btw Robbie still plays and he should be playing on a sunday on the queen of hearts, presented by Michael Fesco, the former owner of Flamingo.

An added bonus is Jr. Vasquez from another saint at large party night.

Hope you enjoy! I have been loving it.

Lee (btw you might recognize me I use to dance right in front of the dj booth using tank tops in place of my fans, which were stolen at the underground, years before. I always had a colorful hankerchief around my neck, and always chewing fruity double bubble yum gum, usually grape or watermelon, use to drive the queens who were tripping nuts.

Jorge |

Dear,
Fan dancer with bells..,thanks for your posting and for sharing your memories with Bruce, it's people like you that keep the memories and the Spirit of the Saint alive.
It's sad that I can only re-live the sounds of that era in my memory or the few tapes I still have ( can you believe that)
on late night I walked into Ty's bar and I heard some amazing music coming from the "reel to reel" player through the speakers..I asked the bartender who is the DJ..? he replied..Robbie Leslie-white party 1985!
I almost cried..

Fan dancer with bells |

Jorge,,, actually the one who owns Saint at large is Bruce Mailman's straight partner, Steve. But I agree with you, all Steve cares about is the almighty buck, where as Bruce, cared about the membership and the music.

I remember on many a night me and my friends dancing with Bruce and when the music turned "sour", Bruce immediately went up to the dj booth.

I also agree with you, Steve and the management want the pumpted up younger set, after all they think those type of men will attract more guys, which equate into more big bucks.

Jorge E. |

It's wonderful to read these comments from some of you,you have brought me nothing but touching and emotional memories from the "Temple of Dance" as I used to refer to it...
to the person who posted and claims that the Saint was racist & discriminatory towards latins/blacks- you are dead wrong!!!why? because I was a member from 82-88 ( sponsored first by a regular member,then later paid & got my membership) and I'm a gay latino,it is true that the majority were of anglo-saxon background but there were several latin & black dancers in those days.
I 've been to 18 Black parties and I have to tell you that what they put together at Roseland these days is nothing but "a money making machine for those new Managers/owners" tickets selling for up to $140 just to experience heavy pounding music "driven into you.." young muscled up chelsea boys twisted out of their minds who never heard or experienced the term "morning music or little less "sleaze", guest defecating on the dance floor...etc,etc..should I say more! These days the saint at large does not charge a cover if you are under the age of 30!!! all others including us former charter members pay full price I believe it should be the other way around since we were the soul of the Saint- the Dancers.
To all of you Peace, Love & Health
"...Make That feeling come Again"
jorge

Rowbare |

Does anyone have a song list from the 1988 Last Party or the 2003 SAL White Party? I'm having a blast listening to the Last Party on the Saint at Large web site but don't know all the songs being played. And thanks for all the memories above! I'm getting psyched for Rites XXX this March. They should figure out how to fit a dome over the dance floor at Roseland.

Michael J |

I went to The Saint once I believe it was 83 or 84. I was on vacation from Virginia. I remember the place being surreal in its appointments. The dance floor phenomenal, the dome incredible. I had also gone to studio 54 a year or two before so some of the layout of the two I get confused when trying to remember. I do remember dancing shirtless on the packed dance floor and two guys who where completely naked started dancing with me. I am so glad that I got to live in a time when I was able to experience the Disco Era of the 80's. I am even more fortunate to have survived it unscathed.

Fan dancer with bells |

I noticed some guys who were regulars at both at The Saint and the St. Mark's Baths, started to disappear around Oct. 1981 (they were not at the Holloween party). It became really evident, and we were hearing more rumors about the gay disease at the end of 1982 beginning 1983!

One of my group went "in mass" to a meeting at a schol on the Eastside during the spring of 1983 (I went with my lover who made the comment "I will probably be one of the first"). He wasn't, that following Sept. 1983, at the re-opening, we both (my lover and myself) and my friend who was the Saint house artist (he designed the tshirts, posters & membership cards) noticed a lot of people who normally flew in from the west coast and from Europe at major Saint parties, were suddenly missing.

BTW summer of 1984, many guys who stopped dancing were seen at Jones Beach (east bay) who looked in great shape and health, but they told me they had GRID (the original name for AIDS), and they didn't expect to live another 6 months.

BTW opening of 1984, many regular saturday nights were almost bleak on various weekends. Only during monthly parties did the place look somewhat crowded (not as crowded as previous Monthly special parties).

disconrg |

Question for those lucky enough to have experienced the Saint. When did the AIDS epidemic begin impacting the club. I know it opened to the public in Oct. 1985 but was wondering when people first noticed things were changing.

wen |

i went to the saint once in '82 with 2 gay guy pals. I also have the poster to their closing event in 1988.
it was a wonderful space; like the planetarium, only better! would be great to hang out with gay guys from that disco era who love to dance and talk about these old clubs, but most of my guy pals from that time have died(aids/arc).

Christopher J |

You guys, with your legendary stories...I'm so envious. I was 12 years old in 1980. I can only dream of a fantastic place to dance and be free and breathe in the love, lust, sweat, energy, beauty of the Saint. I've heard a few stories about the place from guys online who were there. I wish there was something like it today here in Chicago.

A bit of my story tho if you like: in 1979 when I was 11, my mom asked me what I wanted Santa to bring me for Christmas. I was adamant with my reply: " I want Donna Summer's 'Once Upon a Time' on 8-track "...To my mom's southern bible belted chagrin, Santa brought me that very 8-track. I can thank my older gay brother for my disco education. See? We all have a story.

"Once Upon a Time"...alot of us can use that opener for our "growing up gay" fable.

Long live the memories of the Saint for you that got to experience it.

I wish you all peace, love, and music!!!

RichardJ |

I have a selection of reel to reel tapes that I can no longer play since my machine died some time ago. They are from the Saint,Flamingo 12 West etc. They were given to me by a friend before he passed on years ago from HIV.
The music from that era was the best with the most phenominal memories ever.

R. Wilson |

I remember going there with some friends from New Hope. PA. We were like these country mice and when we entered and some how could not see anything untill we reached the dance floor, I think we all froze in a combination of shock, euphoria and dis-belief. I never recovered.

michael |

Well done Franklin F you know exactly what it was like and that is what it was like in the saint!!!

Franklin F |

Pardon my lengthy discourse, but as a tutorial for those who never made it and as a fond reminisence for those who did, here is my take on the place, which I dearly called home from 82-88.

What strikes me about so many of the Saint experiences I hear is how they focus almost wholly on what happened on the dance floor, in the dome or under the mirror ball. Rarely is the journey that one had to take to that altar or the importance of that journey to the final experience explored in detail.
The Saint was no store-front disco. No pounding blast of music pelted your face as soon as you entered. There were no metal detectors, no pat downs or bag searches. Entering the Saint was a specific trip a worshiper took to the high altar in a hallowed cathedral. And, as with any holy place, you were only able to reach the altar after you had taken a pilgrimage.
You arrived at a set of nameless metal doors, stepping into a dark small antechamber with a tiny ticket window on the left. If a member, you presented your card. If a guest, you gave your name and the name of the member who put you on the list. You were then given a slip and told to enter through the next door.
Upon going through this second set of doors, the lobby opened up and you were at the bottom of a long wide marble hallway. The floor gradually rose towards two sets of double doors at the far end. A grand black marble ticket counter lined the left side. Dark mirrored panels and framed windows, featuring posters of the current or upcoming party, were on the right. Presenting your slip, you paid the entrance fee and received a receipt and a ticket. At each step you were greeted with a heartfelt, "Good evening."
As your ticket was taken and you crossed the lintel into 'the club' the strains of the music started to work their ways with you. It was luring you, the beat seduced up from within you, not driven down into you.
Coat check,on the right and left, (if you had not rented a locker for the season) was free; all you had to offer were your initials and tip. Receiving a plastic coat check tab with a number and "The Saint" imprinted on it, there was no paper to get destroyed in your sweat soaked jeans.
To the left and right of the coat check area were wide grand off-white marble staircases leading directly to the dance floor above you, if you just could not wait to get to the dance floor.
Between the coat check stalls, a dark gray carpeted channel led you to the lower bar area. As you approached the next set of stairs, you had to split left or right and descend to the seating area that surrounded the four-sided main bar. The descent down those stairs made for fabulous entrances at parties, especially Halloween. In the seating area you could chat, relax and hold intimate conversations without battling the sound of the music. Yet you could hear what was playing upstairs in case you were pulled into the beginning of a song (the rush of people tearing to the stairs when the vamp of "No Frills Love" started was especially memorable.)
At the rear of this level was the back bar, ensconced below the soaring remnants of the building's theatrical days with rigging and pipes that rose high above your head. It was back here that the coffee and cookies were routinely put out in the morning.
Open black metal stair cases led from this back area to a landing mid-air that gave you the ability to look out and over the bar area.
After leaving the first landing you walked up the stairs looking down upon the back bar to your right and the scrim that led upwards, ascending to the next level. You were now at the base of that dome. Rising before you, arcing perfectly into the dark recesses of the ceiling out of your eye sight, the Dome pulsed with light, sound and bodies.
At each step the music's volume slowly built as you neared. The perfection of the sound system unequalled. Perfect balance, perfect tone, perfect amount of bass and treble. You truly could not determine the source of the music, it was ethereal. The music now so associated with the Saint era reflects the design of that magnificent sound system. So many layers of instrumentation overlapping from grounding staccato beats to delicate bells and chimes, each subtle layer sounding its fullest.
At the base of the dome, before you, the entrance to the dance floor beckoned. Lights, music and men were streaming out of the entry way and all rushed past you. You were drawn in.
Now you proceeded to take the most important steps you would take. As you approached the entry way, you faced a small flight of stairs that would take you up to the dance floor. As you took each step, the level of the floor (and what was on and above it) slowly came into view. The side walls and the floor became eye level as you ascended. The room opened up before you, as you passed through this last portal. You finally could take a step onto the dance floor itself. Those magical last steps up to the floor were the final journey.
You had entered the chancel. The circle of the dance swirled around you. The beautifully smooth floor slid under your feet. (no smoking or drinking on the floor added to the sanctity of the space) You were now fully enveloped into the worship.
It was this layering of levels, doorways, hallways and staircases, creating the steady ascent towards the Dome, that heightened your understanding that this was a place to be revered. A place of beauty. A place of worship. A place that had to be found. And when you had finally reached forward and found it, you became a part of that space. You were a part of that spirit.
It was only by taking the long journey to the front of the cathedral that you were rewarded with the arrival of the mirror ball, spilling its shimmering rain of perfect light upon you. It was only by traversing those repetitions of gray and black halls and stairs that you were able to be amid the stars as they spun perfectly around you. After all those steps and turns, now there were no sharp angles to stop the infinity of the light. You had the ability to follow an individual speck of illumination from the mirror ball as it traveled from atop the ceiling, rounding the Dome in graceful circles, until it reached your hand, your face.
The journey of that speck of light reflected that journey you had taken to see it. The meeting of those two journeys was magic. You and the light, you and the music, you and the space were one.
Alas, with the change of the entrance to 6th street, to accommodate the liquor permit regulations when the club opened to the general public and therefore could not be directly across the street from a church, saw the diminishment of this pilgrimage to the upper room. (except on party nights - remember how nice it was to use the 'old' entrance on party nights?)
My lasting memories, however, of the prayers in that magic circle will forever be shaped by the steps of revelation that the journey to the altar showed me.

Dave |

Hey all,
I just got back from the latest Saint-at-Large Black party and it just left me a little sad for the old times. I know they can't be reborn, but they are missed. I keep my locker tag from the final closing party on my key chain to remind me of all my friends dancing in heaven.
Does anyone know where I can find a copy of the poster for the closing party? I'm still kicking myself for not getting one that night.
BTW, my favorite memory is when Robbie played "When You Wish Upon a Star" into "Wrap Your Arms Around Me." Pure magic.

michael |

Any person that experienced the
Saint Discotheque in its heyday, must try to keep those memories alive. I was lucky to been brought there knowing I was about to enter what was going to be an experience. And was it. I remember every one telling me to keep my eye on the eye in the sky...the lights shining down. And when I was fading I was brought back up by the most amazing drug called Ecstasy. This drug is not I repeat not what is given out today. Such a shame the nasty crytal meth invaded the clubs. No one did that then unless totally necessary...Then it hit with cerrone and the dome filling with smoke and God thank you for letting me be their!!!

Fan dancer with bells |

When I read lucius johnson's commment's I can't help think, if you did't like the place, then it wasn't for you, plain and simple. But for those who did go, they loved it. Nobody twisted your arm to go. BTW if it was so racist, how did you get your butt in the door?

As far as the balcony and the sex going on, you forget when the saint opened, nobody even heard of HIV/AIDS. Everybody (even straights) were having open sex (look at Plato's retreat). Again, nobody twisted your arm to have sex!

BTW they were having sex at the Garage as well as other clubs (i.e. Crisco disco, underground, river club), so to blame Bruce is totally moronic. Sounds like someone has a bunch of rotten grapes souring their mouth!

As far as no latins or people of color, I guess you didn't look very hard, true the majority of the saint members were gay white males, but if someone recommended a black or hispanic guy, they were not turned away. I dated/tricked with many hispanic men from the Saint. I can remember one very tall Black guy who use to paint his head and be the most graceful dancer. I am sure if you asked him and his black friends, they would have told you they loved the Saint. You, on the other hand, didn't like the music, sound system, the place in general, then the Saint wasn't your "bag". So stop whinning already.

Again, if it was so discriminatory towards black men, HOW DID YOU GET IN? Obvously, you didn't have a problem in getting in now did you, unless you did a Micheal Jackson and bleached your skin white, I don't think so.

Fan dancer with bells |

I also have to agree with Blane. I was a charter member and lived in NYC. Charter's paid $125 a year, but we only paid $10 on a saturday, special event parties were $20 and once you walked in the door (and if you had a locker) you paid for nothing (unless you wanted booze). Draft beer, coffee, soda, juice, fruit, modified breakfast was free.

It was also free the Sunday of Gay pride.

As far as the membership policy (you needed either two members in good standing or one charter member to get a membership). If you or a guest was found to be nasty and creating any fights, you not only were asked to leave but you lost your membership (if a guest was involved in an altercation, the member bringing him would also lose his membership).

Many so called eqalitariun clubs had to install metal detectors and had histories of stabbings and fights. The saint never had one problem nor was the police ever called in (no undercover cops either). Nobody was ever busted for drugs either, just because of the strick membership policy. If the saint didn't have such policies, it might have gone the way of the club called the Avalon (the disco that was once a church on 21 and 6 avenue). Places like that were haunted with not only fights, but murders. Again, the saint didn't have one, not one such incident.

Like I had said earlier,,, Bruce spared no expense when it came to decorations for parties (especially flowers), Bruce wanted you to feel like you were walking into a super safe upscale party environment (one friend called it an amusement park for gay men).

I shutter to think if anybody was allowed in, the saint would not lasted more than a year. You also forget the building itself cost 6 million dollars and then another 6 million for fitting it with lighting and sound system.

Someone asked about the layout of the saint. Ground floor was the main lounge with two bars, one in the center and one at the end near the locker rooms (there was also coffee and danish there as well as other drinks and fruit).

At the main entrance were two sides of coat rooms, with ultra modern electronic coat room. With two main stair cases leading to the upper level and the lounge outside the bathrooms. As you enter on either side were a spiral stair case also leading up to the bathroom lounge and it went further up to the balcony.

On the dance floor. On either side of the dj booth, were stairway leading down to the main lounge by the coffee bar (we us to call the structure the fort). Totally opposite the dj and light booth were two exits leading to the bathroom lounge (there were two bathrooms).

The ceiling of the dance floor was a speecial dome with a skin like consistancy which you can see through from the balcony. Above the hydralic light system in the middle of the dance floor was an astro/star projector and above that was a trap door (there was a room) where a mirrored ball would come down. Mark Ackerman originally designed and fan the lights. If Mark wanted me to come to the dj booth, we had a signal. he use to bring down the mirrored ball, and make the star projector stand verically almost touching the mirrored ball. Mark new I loved when he did that, and he use to tell me he did it to get my attention (at the time we were dating).

Along side the entrance was another entrance which led to the saint office and originally Mark Ackerman had his apartment there.

BTw one of my scariest moments at the saint, was one holloween, when Grace Jones was suppose to perform. Grace was several hours late. ON the dance floor, suddenly, this person with a black veil walked through the crowd with a flashlight under her chin. Her big nasty body guard, started shoving very twisted people out of her way. Many of which were hurt. Bruce was furious with Grace. That was the only time in the history of the Saint that anybody ever got violent or hurt.

Fan dancer with bells |

I still have the orignal saint poster and the invitation (and my locker tag). The invite was the blue print of the saint dome with the hydrolics lifing the center lighting system. The other part had the floor plans of the entire building.

Each month Bruce had a theme party where people would fly in from Europe or the west coast. Back then NYC was the gay party capital of the world.

The land of Make Believe with blow up dolls/characters was so cool. Once Flamingo closed, the Saint adopted the white and black parties. The first white party, I bought for all my friends armbands with white orchards. Joel Teilbaum (the general manager) and Bruce saw it and the following year, they lined the walls and ceiling in the main lounge with fish netting and filled all the netting with white orchards which arm bands. There were so many orchards you could not see the ceiling nor the walls.

Bruce and his partner Steve, must have spent a small fortune for flowers each week,,,, not only were the flowers top notice, but each invitation for each party was unique. (i.e. for one black party everybody got leather Tonto mask).

As a Charter member I along with my friends had lockers. So many "private parties" would take place in that locker area.

Danny |

I was a dream come true getting to go to the Saint in 1982. Being 1 of the thousands of club DJs working outside the big cities to get some tme off to go to the greatest dance club that will ever be was amazing. I still go to the basement and turn on the lights, throw some vinyl on the 1200s(over 25 yrs old and still running like new)and think of all the good times I had during the 70's and 80's; Roller skateing with Robbie Leslie in Columbus, OH after a Rudely Elegant party, playing guest spots at Hunt & Chase in Indy. I think of all the men that used to dance with me, next to me and because of me and wish they had not had to leave us to go to dance at the great disco over he rainbow. I miss them and the Saint

Frank |

How great to hear from fellow Saint-travellers! Guess it's all been said, except for personal stuff. It really was a world unto itself...and weren't we all so HOT! (I was in my 20's + 30's back then, too!) It's where I had great times and grew up and learned about people. Still wondering though: what was with those qualludes? Insane when you think about it, just put you to sleep. The music's never been beat, no crowd's been hotter, and the whole tribal feel has never and can never be duplicated. The "era" and the "time" are unique and just can't be brought back. The world is different now -- especially for gay people -- and it'll never be the same. Someone may come close to the feel of The Saint, but it'll never be duplicated. It just can't be. It was great to be there and be a part of it. "Trippin' On The Moon" and -- believe it or not -- Abba's "Save All Your Love For Me" bring back those times. (I kissed this babe I thought was a drag queen one Halloween, just fooling around, turned out to be Grace Jones...she was gracious dealing with a clueless stoned boy...) God, remember the black parties with the muscle numbers chained to the support stantions up near the ceiling? The tattooed muscle-number bent over a motorcycle behind the bar on the main floor, his equally hot partner working in a fist? Man the memories do come flooding back, dont they? My lover Ernie Don (gone 6/95) had a membership, and I could always find the b****** in the balcony! Miss him, miss The Saint, miss you guys...

newyorkmann |

I just found all the sites that deal with the Disco years in NYC. I dont know what took me so long since I often think back to those days as the very best days of my life. I was in my 20 and 30s during the 70s and 80s. Considered very good looking and hung with the As. That was me then and now Im 61 and fading. I often wonder what happened to the survivors from that era. The guys that I danced next to at Flamingo, Studio 54, Sandpiper, Ice Palace, The Saint and anywhere else that we would congregate to have a wonderful Saturday evening of dancing. Because of my job my partner and I are now living in Philadelphia. Therefore we dont get to out to the clubs nor do we have the ambition to venture out much. Im wondering if there is a forum where the dinosaurs gather to talk about the 70s and 80s in NYC. My direct email is: newyorkmann@yahoo.com Thanks Michael LaBue

BARRY LEDERER |

HI,
YES,
IT MIGHT BE. I HAVE SEVERAL FRIENDS INCLUDING MYSELF THAT WOULD HAVE AN INTEREST.
I WAS PART OF THE COMPANY THAT INSTALLED THE WONDERFUL SOUND SYSTEM
PLEASE CONTACT ME AT BARRY254@MSN.COM AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE
THANKS
BARRY

Eddie |

I have the original poster-sized invitation for Laura Branigan's performance, mentioned above (plus TONS more). Does anyone know if this memorabilia would be worth anything to a collector?

artydude |

Oh yes......the Saint. i have many fond memories of the place. Does anybody remember Ethel Mary? The vive was so great and the music just took you to anothe world.
My favorite night was the night Laura Branigan perforemed Shatterd Glass. Me and a friend flew in from toronto just for that night and flew out again the next day. That's how much of a draw tha place was.
Was not too fond however of the White Parties. I was in my black phase then and showed up with a female friend, both of us in black. Needless to say if looks could kill. We both appreciated the guys however in the bridal gowns!!

Philip Weigand |

I went to the saint at large parties and knew of the The Saint but was too young to have gone (I am 33 as of last week). But, my first White Party weekend in Miami (13 yrs ago - DAMN!) I was lucky enought to meet Susan Morabito at the pool. And between her Michael and Buc got a good lesson on the origins of the dance. It is a shame that there isn't the same feeling of tribal community that there was when I first went. I miss that. It felt like you were dancing for a great reason as one huge community.

Ted |

I remember...I close my eyes and I am still there.When I hear a song and goose bumps hit me....The hights we all flew ...My Tambourine and I grew up hitting the scene at 16. My friends and I walking the strip on the west side from 12West down to the c*** ring and fire island when the grove was wall to wall.Then at 20 I was having fun, so I thought. UNTIL the SAINT !! It Owned Me..it would lift me up....then higher and higher swirl me around and place me gently on the floor.It truely was a lover of the mind and soul.The energy levels reached between us all. I remember standing on the edge many times watching the entire sea of sweaty bodies moving as one like the pulse of a machine,we were the engine the music the fuel and the lights the path ....I lost a great lover when the doors closed, I still need that itch scratched. I look and look but nothing since. You always remember your best lover, and to me The Saint was mine.

JKinman |

Hey there Tim21 - I too am interested in possibly acquiring a poster. Please email me if possible:

jeff@jeffkinman.com

Thank you!

tim21 |

hi barry--
for some reason my login has ghotten screwed up and i can't respond to your post. email me at: gogoaway@sbcglobal.net

Barry |

YES I AM INTERESTED
SEND INFO TO MY EMAIL ADDRRESS
BARRY

tim21 |

i have some original posters from the saint: one is the signature movie poster size and one is from one of their classic halloween parties. Anyone interested in some memorabilia?

MarkM |

when i think about the hours i spent wearing down the wood on that dance floor it makes me smile...

to karen, james, eleanor, frank, german, jimmy, jean, sandy, sal, fabio & even u claudia stinky face... i miss the laughs we shared, the men & women we cruised, the dance we danced - mm, fun, fun...

Jim Whitman |

DJing in New Hope Pa (prelude) A bunch of us would close the bar at 2am and head to the Saint. Arriving by 3:15 and stay till ? Such inspriation!!!! Every time I hear a song with Sun,Sky,Stars,Heaven,Moon It puts me in the middle of the Dome....I still have the Last Party shirt,postcards and booklet that they were giving out, and the Last Party Poster....Framed.
DJ Jim Whitman

michaeld |

Wow,I worked at both the Saint Marks and The Saint for many years. I was wondering if any of the other employees, especially of the St Marks are still around?????

dbrown |

As wonderful as Flamingo was (it was like a private club where you knew everyone) the Saint was on a completely different level. I remember opening night-most people (including me) had no idea of the technology in the place-until Abba's "The Visitors" came on and the light machine swooped down toward the floor like a space ship about to land...the place exploded!

marlon |

can someone post a long list of saint classics, including morning music favorites!
thanks
M A R L O N

bob santangelo |

I'm turning 50 in November of 2006. To this day nothing evokes such wonderful memories or a smile like thoughts and remembrances of the Saint .

Teddy |

My locker number was 802. I was a member from 1980-1988. Richie Tucker, you sweatheart, a true 12 Wester you are. Geez I guess I had all the black friends at The Saint...hmmmm. and that back room, oh well, was the times. The music was steller, the sound system the best. Studio 54 was an animal of a different color. I knwo cause cause I was the fan dancer at them all. The Saint was light years ahead of its time. And yes, no woman allowed except for maybe 10 exceptions. But take note, no drags queens were allowed in the club either except on Halloween. No smoking or drinking on the dance floor. All those rules and 5000 guys seemed to abied by them every saturday and sunday night. The sound ssytem and lighting show was the best in the world. True it was all wonderbread...But how did I have so many black and latino friends from there????? I even had woman friends. The Dj's were all great, Roy, Alan, Shaun, Robbie, Micheal, Warren, Jim, Howard, Chuck...all artist and the lights, Richie, Mark all gifted in so many ways. It was a magical place. Be careful what you say about it folks...lots of angels up there lookin down......hee hee..."I'll be standing right here waitin on your return"

Magical!

Teddy

Ps: I have no pictures , just picture memories that will last a lifetime. A fandancers dream palace. Coming from 12 West to The Saint was like being a shooting star!!!!

Greg |

Hi all:

About 1 or 2 years ago, I posted here looking for the promo poster advertising the Saint's Closing Party. My best friend is pictured on the poster (wearing a cowboy hat), and I'm still trying to find / buy the poster for him as a gift. He's now in his mid-late 40s.

Any ideas on where I might find this poster ?? Thanks for any tip out there.

Greg

Scott Wilson |

I consider myself fortunate to have experienced and been a member of The Saint. (One of the best perks for members was the private locker room upstairs where you could refresh your self (and your drugs) and change into something more confortable!) A group of us lived in Boston at the time and we would make regular trips to New York to go to the Saint, usually for a special party, or to hear a particular DJ, usually Robbie Leslie. We all would book rooms at Colonial House, a brownstone guest house which was owned by Mel Cheren, of West End Records (and Paradise Garage fame). Mel was a great host to us and treated us like gold. I never did experience the Garage, but have heard eyewitness reports from my current lover, who was a regular there. Each of us has fond memories of our experiences.

I felt that the Saint was the most amazing club in terms of design. Every detail was thought out and actually inplemented, cost no object. I heard that the dance floor was actually mounted on a spring or suspension system to absorb shock and be more comfortable for extended dancing. The sound and lighting technology of the dome itself made the experience absolutely mind blowing. I am very much an audiophile, and am experienced with the finest high fidelity reproduction and the sound engineering was ideal - balanced with extended highs and deep but controlled bass, with a midrange to die for. Never was it fatiguing of agressive. Vocals had a presence very much like a live performance. At various points on the dance floor, a vocal in a particular mix seemed as if it were whispering in your ear. I remember one night, I believe it was Robbie playing, where at about 7AM the music reached a climax and the dome went dark signalling the end of a set. As we stood there applauding for several minutes a section of the famous Moody Blues LP "Days of Future Passed" started playing, the part where Justin Hayward recites a poem with an orchestral backdrop as a prelude to "Nights In White Satin". If you'll indulge me:

Cold hearted orb that rules the night.
Removes the color from our sight.
Red is gray and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?

At that point the star projector was in place and the entire some was a star field at which point:

Pinprick holes in a colorless sky
Let insipid figures of light pass by.
The mighty light of ten thousand suns
Challenges infinity and is soon gone.
Nighttime, to some a brief interlude.
To others the fear of solitude.
Brave helios wake up your steeds
Bring the warmth the countryside needs

at this point the orchestral music swells up as if splendid sunlight were all of a sudden streaming in. The dome started to glow as if it were dawn, and the "morning music" started. It was a stunning transition, all the more effective when you were just getting off on ecstacy (the real stuff). The X at that time was almost theraputic in that it released you from barriers, insecurities and judgement, so that the feeling of friendship and sharing was greatly enhanced.

I'll share more memories later - look for me at about 2 o'clock (the DJ booth is 12 o'clock) on the dance floor!

bobby s |

I first went to the saint in 1981.
Every saturday nite all of us would meet at Corky's apt on west 10th...buy poppers on Christopher and walk to the club. We wouldn't get ther until about 12:30 or 1am. ..only to emerge outside at about 7:30 the next morning covered in sweat and a pounding headache from the poppers. AMAZING! I will never foregt the saint or the great guys I met there. BEST and it will never be duplicated. 54 and Xenon never even came close

delbert lyons |

I still look at the pictures given to me that were taken shortly before closing night, and I still listen to the tapes I have aquired from a few parties.
I remember Joel,Kenny,Warren and of course,Richard whose work I can still see in my head when I hear certain music. I count myself lucky to have experienced it.

twistina |

Back in the day, you know, boys and girls, we didnt drink ALCOHOL. we lived for the music, the scene, the memory of forgetting... and we napped from 9pm til at least 4am to get a fresh start to our beautiful day!

twistina |

i remember walking by the Fillmore East after the Saint closed and taking (Chipping, Chopping coercing) a block from the corner and bringing it back to my apt as a memento. but it smelled not too good. neither did the EV in that day, but thispiece was particularly repellant. i had to put it on my fire escape and there it stayed for 10 years on the LES. when i got brave i'd touch it for luck. an to remember the love. yay!

Barry Lederer |

James,
Thank you for your comments and compliments.I am definitely proud of the Saint and 12 West. We were lucky to have been at the right place at the right time.The sound was wonderful as was the atmosphere of both clubs. The djs were nothing short of great. And I agree with you, in that it was good to see Richard Tucker's post on the Saint.
What we have to remember is - that was a time when our lives were so much different.
No one knew the where Aids was coming from and we continued to have dance-filled nights of pleasure.
It was only 5 years later that we realized what was going on. The racial question will always be around but I feel we are getting much better in dealing with it. The music as I said was color blind. The djs just played what they liked.
So I hope we can put this to rest and just remember the good times the Saint provided us and hope that its' memories won't fade and hope that the clubs of today continue in the same vein.
Thanks
DJBJ a.k.a Barry
Feel free to contact me!!!

James |

Interesting last few comments. Lucius is correct it was an elite white club but so what the garage was kind of an elite black club. Its a fact, blacks do have fewer options and that is not right but to lable it racist is going a bit far. Its like the new york athletic club it was all white men and NO WOMEN. Everyone swam nude in the pool until one women bitched and went to court needless to say it destroyed the place and its never been the same. Maestro by josell ramos was awful. I am happy it was made and did buy it. But it did seem more focused on the camera angle and lighting type things then the story. Come on you have Steve D'aquisito and Francis Grasso sitting in front of you and those were the questions he asked ? Geez, what a waste. To demonstrate my point Josell Ramos during his commentary states, "we left Steve off camera for the first 50% of those interviews on purpose" Who the hell cares that he was off camera, you have two of the greatest legends of the time in front of you and you have one off camera and that during your commentary is what you rememver. This only furhter proves my point that the film maker did not really give a damn about the subject content he was more interested in the lighting and camera angles.

The music at the Saint was not Black, I have over 2000 12 inch from that era and the music was FANTASTIC at the Saint. In fact Shaun Buchanan was fantastic. Remember Sleeping Lions sound of my heart. At his last party we all cried when he mixed Remember Me followed by NO Regrets there was not a dry eye in the place.

Concerning the Sex, it was happening on fire island in the bushes, and on the third floor at the Saint but to blame Bruce is so silly. For gods sake he owned a bath house and if you did not like sex then dont have it. But at that time we were all free and loving it. After years of repression and being told NO it was great to have lived in that era. We did not know about Aids so trying to ascribe blame is just dumb.

One last note, it was Amazing to see Richard Tucker post here.

I heard the saint cost 5 million dollars to build which according to just National GDP figures would be worth 19 million dollars today. Someone said it cost 10 but I beleive the real figure was around 5.

Glad to have the memories and despite what lucius thinks, it was a fantastic and wonderful place. I beleice that Lucius is just upset about the fact that it was predominately white and upper class. For some reason that seems to really piss him off. But hey everyone is entitled to their opinion

lucius johnson |

Barry i hope you dont think im being racial because im not my child is half white.Everyone please dont ask me about my child the late seventies were a very confusing time i thought i was attracted to women at that point lol.It just irked me that people were saying how great the saint was when it seperated people even more.You mentioned better days also,i agree with you that better days was a very black street gay club but again it wasnt mixed enough for me either.I like to think of a dancefoor as the world in in my perfect world all nations shall come together in the name of love and music.But barry you have to remember that better days was created out of necessity.Black gay kids coulnt go the the pines or twelve west or the flamingo or studio 54 we basically had know where to go.The loft was so underground you had to know somebody to get in which is disco snobbery but it worked somehow. The garage was there but suppose you didnt want to go to the garage.You white guys had choices we didnt even though disco was first embraced by us latino and gay men. You mentioned the loft and its acid yes there were drugs there but didnt every club back then have drugs or some sort of heddonistic pleasure like the saint with its rampant sex.You alo mentioned davids sound system ,yes it was in his living room and sound does travel differently in small quarters but when you did the loft and heard the song it was like the musicians were right there thats how good it sounded. Barry i would like to refer you to a film called maestro by josell ramos.It is the best account of the beginning of dance music and clubs that we have.IT has very rare footage.People i didnt even know about were in it like francis grasso who many say was the first real dj.It is an excellent film.Barry im not being prejudice i just wish the saint could have been more of a melting pot.And just to let you guys know that i dont hate all eurodisco and high energy to of my favorite songs of all time are dont u want my love by debbie jacobs it has a great lryic and romeo and juliet by alec constadinos a master piece i could go on and on as i am a true lover of music .I have to go know im going to disco classics night at the monster ,keep in touch with me everyone i will be on here ready to talk about music,peace and love lucius

Peter Calandra |

Barry, thank you for your comments. Lucius, thank you for yours as well. I just wanted to say that I appreciated the sound at Garage, although I preferred the sound system at 12West and The Saint even better as they really were more well balanced sound systems. 12West was a jewel with its pristine mid's and highs. The Saint expounded on that as Graebar was brilliant in all of their executions. I really need to say that even though I am white, I loved dancing with everyone at any venue, blacks, whites, et al. And their really was no bad black music at The Saint or 12West. I remember Burgess mixing Faith Hop & Charity's 'Don't Pity Me' with Stevie Wonder's 'That Girl' and if that ain't the epitome of fine black disco and flawless mixing, God help us all. Let me close here with saying that all of the clubs back then had their own special merits. How nice that we even had the musical option to choose where we wanted to go for a either a gutsier heavier serving of white or a gutsy heavier serving of black flavored sound. I mean, even Gibbon at Galaxy21 was amazing with black music, and he was white. "We all need love, I swear it's true. All God's chidren, me and you." ...remember that one! -Peace. DJ Peter

Barry Lederer |

Lucious,
I couldn't disagree with you more. However since this is not a forum, let me limit my comments to the Saint. As to the "lack of black patrons" of the club, the Saint did not have an agenda. Whoever applied , more than likely got in. As for Paradise, it was first a basiclly white club. However their opening party bombed and suffered greatly for 2 years. In that time its membership changed into a more mixed crowd.
As for sound I agree that the Loft had a dynamic sound system. However it was first in his living room and was in a small space. It was loud and piecing, but worked well with the spiked drinks that were served.When David moved, the space was much bigger and the accompanying sound system was great. You cannot compare the Saint and Loft as they were entirely 2 different clubs.
The Saint had a sweeter and full range sound. and the space was 10 times larger than the original loft. I go back earlier than you, so what would I know.
As for the music played, that is up to the individual club owners/djs. At a place like the Saint, there were many of the top djs playing there. However at the Loft or Paradise you had only Larry and David(the latter who was not a good dj) and he admits it. However I have no complaints for I enjoyed all of the places.
We all wish every place we go party at could be more of a blend. Sometimes it happens, sometimes not.
However part of the blame, goes to the black community. Why did Better Days turn out all black. I went there and had a ball, but other"white" people might have had a problem with that. As for the Saint, I never differentiate re: men of color. Black is Black as the old song goes. However you seem to have a problem with this -not me or all the patrons of so many clubs of that era. But how should I know as you so nicely put it, I was only a disco pioneer and was color blind.
DJBJ

lucius johnson |

I totally disaagree with the last comment of there being many different persons of color at the saint.You may have seen a couple of blacks and puerto ricans there but it was in no way a culturally diverse dance floor. those men of color that were there are what we refer to in the black community as snow queenswho were primarily into white men.Not saying anything is wrong with that we like who we like but it is what is.Again i never meant to make it seem as though the djs at the saint didnt play black music ,it was just in my opinion really bad black music.If you look at the play list of black and white clubs in the seventies you would find that there were alot of similarities.I distincly remember hearing give me love by cerrone and got to have lovin at many white and black clubs.Get on the funk train was a big hit in the black and latin discos.That record was recorded by munich machine in munich for god sakes. The point in the early to mid eighties music changed.The djs at the saint played a very paticular kind of music that was geared towards the white crowd.Where as at the garage and the loft you never knew what you would here.you might here i.o.u by freeze or something by talk talk i can even remember hearing love is a battle field by pat benatar at the garage a very rock white record in a black club. These things were played next to stuff by chaka khan. In closing i dont think the saint was as great as stated previously maybe it had a decent sound system,which by the way no clubs sound system has ever or will ever match david mancuso system at the loft.The saint succeded in segregating blacks and whites even more,Bruce mailman with his roof top balcony or whatever it was devestated the gay community,someone earlier mentioned studio,people were having sex at studio but definetly not as much as the saint.The saint also left a legacy of really bad dance whose influence can be heard in progreesive house techno and all other top 40 dance music playlists(think barbiegirlby aqua).But what would i know i have only been clubbing since 1973.

Barry Lederer |

Hi,
It is very interesting to read the last few comments on the club. For those true Saint fans, this is Barry 1/2 of the company that installed the sound system for the club (as well as 12 West, Les Mouches, Trocodero in S.F. and Probe in L.A.). I mention this only to let you know that I was privy to many of the inner workings of the club. To begin with, there were many people in attendance there (as well as the Pines) that were of color. To insinuate otherwise is simply not true. The comments regarding the "black" music being played is utter nonsense. As a former DJ and friends with all the DJ's that played there, I never knew any DJ that marked their records accordig to the color of the artists. The Dj only knew from beats per minute. I agree that Bruce could have been more diligent in watching the balcony, but there is a limit of being everywhere all the time. Also if the members attending the Saint didn't do it there, they would find another place. Besides, even the great Studio 54 had its problems. And as one other person responded earlier, we are writing this in hinesight.
In short, I think of the Saint as one of the best achievements in sound, lights, music and design. It is a club that was way ahead of its time and if it could be opened today, it would still be as exciting as it was 20 years ago.Take care.
DJBJ

lucius johnson |

being a musician myself i was somehow turned off by the saints music.It represented the cheesier side of disco.I come from a real musical place that incorporates live instruments and real singers.That kind of disco was computerized and rarely had real singers except the weather girls and sylvester and donna summer.As afr as blacks they had there own kind of disco it was more slow and soulful.People always say disco brought people together but i gues in our own little way we segregated ourselves.By the mid eighties i was turned off by the saint by its tacky music and paradise garage got to commercial so a friend took me to a club which many say is the prototype for nightclubbing as we know it. It was called the loft and david mancuso was the dj.That experience changed my life never did i see a place of such diversity

JudyDoggie |

Lucius makes a point. For all the strides made on the civil rights front by gays, there was still plenty of racism and other elitism by the gays of wealth and privilege who were members of the Saint -- the "Pines crowd" if you will. I don't remember seeing a black face in the Pines in summer (unless they were household help).

About the sex... nobody there *knew* about AIDS until shortly before the Saint's closing. I recall one "Saint Queen" wearing his "gay cancer" as a badge of inner-circle status (pretty awful, ain't it). A small proportion of the Saint's customers couldn't wait until later -- so they did just what was going on at Studio 54 and elsewhere at the time; they acted out sexually.

I take exception with the criticism of the music. There has yet to be a spectacle and entertainment concept which equals the "no expense too large" policy that the Saint had.

Paul Lewis

lucius johnson |

the saint sucked because it wasnt enough diversity.I went there once in the early eighties,it was about people being promiscuses not at all about real music.I find it ironic that the majority of the records being played there were by black women but you rarely saw blacks there as someone stated it was for nyc upper class queens and you didnt see women there which is a total contradiction.As bad as the funhouse and danceteria and studio 54 were i had more fun at those venues than at the saint.Bruce Maiman cheapened the experience by allowing people to have sex there that in itself devestated the white gay community.lets get real and mentin that.

Eddie Serrano |

The Saint didn't close in 1986, it closed around 1988-89. I know because I worked as a DJ on Friday nights and occasional private weeknight parties.

It was an honor to have worked in such a beautiful club even though I wasnt considered one of there top DJ's it was still and honor.
The lighting was mesmerizing and the sound systems was one of the best I've ever worked with at that time. I cried when they closed down, I even have a small piece of the doom and plenty of pictures.
Thank you for letting me share, I will always remember the Saint.

Eddie

Peter Calandra |

It is nice to see Richard Tucker recently posting here. I remember your fabulous light shows very well, Richard, and Robbie's sets all to well! The freakish light effect where you would rotate the star machine so its base no longer stayed parallel with the floor and made you feel like the floor was sinking at an angle was SO AMAZING. It was my favorite effect.

I DJ in Seattle and Portland at the ripe young age of 47 and play a Teadance at The Cuff on Sunday's in Seattle. All of our wonderful, lovely club disco classics (right down to Hot Butterfly) never die. In fact, they live each Sunday for a new generation (and of course us old farts) to revel in an enjoy again and again when I spin at 70's Tea! Richard, I wish you could be there to do the lights even though they are nothing like we know from then. Robbie's music inspired me in my youth. So did Jim's.

Recently I played the Walter Gibbons remix of the Magic Bird of Fire and pumped the floor with that little tidbit. Boy we had some great music then. Robbie and the late Burgess (RIP) we're and still are my most favorite DJ's EVER. They could make me cry on the dancefloor. I remember Jim playing "neither one of us" / GLADYS) as his last song at the infamous closing party. Talk about tears flowing. Well I could write forever, but gotta stop. Think about this- I live the music of The Saint (and 12West!) each and every Sunday. It never died for me and people are still turned on by it today.

With love- DJ Peter

lostnnyc |

I will never forget seeing Swing Out Sister there New Year's Eve (1997)performing "Breakout". The Place was amazing, and god rest Richard Sabala one of the lighting geniuses.

Richard Tucker |

I wasn't aware of the 25th anniversary. Thanks...
I'll play some Two Tons o' Fun and Talk Talk and
join you in a sentimental spin.

Bruce |

Today is the 25th anniversary of the opening of the Saint. I'm gonna put on some Cerrone and Voyage and dance to remember...

Steve |

I walked into the Saint straight and walked out gay.

LuvLatins |

Ahhhhh the Saint. A once in a life time experience. I became a member after being tired of having to call another member every week to go in as a GUEST. Best money I ever spent. Someone should find the author of that website and put that great stuff back on line. Even had design documents of the space. Anyone know what happened to it ?

biguy |

I enjoyed reading the comments on the Saint. It was special. I was not a member but you could meet guys going in and ask them to let you be their guests for the purpose of getting in. Most would agree. Living the burbs, I was familiar with a lot of gay New York but not this kind of club. I had never been to Flamingo or Studio then. I had been to Filmore East when it was a rock club though. The size of it all, the spacious of it was wonderful. It was much classier than any gay place I had been to. The main dance area was wonderful with the globe and lights. I liked the strobes particularly when everything changed speed. I think it must have gotten warm since I remember taking off my shirt. A lot of guys were shirtless. I was in my early thirties and looked late twenties and hot. Once I went with my boyfriend from Westchester. He was really wowed. We met a guy from Argentina. It was great. Another time I met a sort of arty guy who took me home to his 23rd St. apartment. He had a third guy show up. He had a fantastic collection of postcards that he had made and had mailed around the world in a sort of conceptual art of some kind. I mean the people were interesting. A lot of them looked liked the kind of clones that I would not like to meet though. However, many were hot. I met a guy in leather who I picked up and twirled around holding his arms and having his legs suspended about a couple feet off the ground as I spun in a circle. He was turned on. It was an original move that I regularly did leveraging my body-building strength. He took me to an East Village house where he had a Doberman. Ultimately he was too much of a pig (or he thought I was too little of a pig) and took off for the Mineshaft. Yeah, the Mineshaft. Other guys suggested that thinks ended up at the Saint. Well, there were worse, much worse, places to end up. However, I always left with a guy that I met or brought. I think the guys who regularly ended up at the St. Marks baths must have not clicked since I found that a lot of people were cruising. I play Abbas the Visitors and think back to dancing to it at the Saint. That was the song that was my Saint. The sound system really did that one wonderfully. It is impossible for me to duplicate it on my system. I remember the tables off the entrance/coatcheck hall with drinks and cookies and such. The front room was very cruisey and I got picked up there. The balcony had about 20 rows and several aisles. It was a big area. People were getting sucked and other people were smoking weed. However, I found it sort of disappointing. It was not a great orgy like the baths or Mineshaft or Anvil at least when I was there. Sort of boring compared to the dance floor.

Richard Tucker |

I was 20 years old when I got the job as a lighting operator at The Saint in 1980. I worked the first Sunday night and then contnued on for the next 6 and a half years. Looking back, it was one of the great experiences of my lifetime. There was no other place like it for a lightman to "shine"and showcase his/her talents. I feel proud to have been a key player in that important period in clubland.
Unfortunately most of the Saint's lighting operators are gone now.

It was the creme de la creme of gay clubs.
Ask just about anyone who was there.

edwin |

I WENT TO THE SAINT ONLY ONCE, A BASEBALL PLAYER(WILL NOT MENTION NAME)TOOK ME THERE FOR MY BIRTHDAY. THE PLACE WAS AWESOME. I REMEMBER THE SONG LIFT-OFF FROM PATRICK COWLEY WHEN THIS TOWER OF LIGHTS FROM THE CENTER OF THE DANCE FLOOR CAME INTO VIEW, I WAS MESMERIZE. I REMEMBER A BLACK FEMALE DJ-ING THAT NIGHT. IT WAS A GREAT NIGHT, I CAN SAY THAT I WAS THERE.

JudyDoggie |

To Staying Alive and the rest of those who've endured some of my P.C. drivel -- I recently had a conversation with someone who had the privilege of attending the Trocadero reunion in L.A. -- people flew in from all over the world.
All I need say is that, whatever the price of admission (sure, they beat 54 except for some very chi-chi parties), the few of us who've survived and were privileged to experience The Saint should truly, indeed, cherish the memory. And if we talk about it enough to our friends, especially those who're younger than we are, perhaps another great creative mind will come up with an experience just as spectacular.

Staying Alive |

I was maybe 19 y.o. when I went to The Saint. I just find out that it was a member ship club, maybe I was cute enough to no have a problem in getting in the saint, Cause never had a problem getting in Studio 54 or Xenon,like everybody mention now, at that time nobody asked me for ID either. it was about the vibe or the look or who knows what was in those doorman's head. the thing is that I got adventage of it and went to all those places, Fortunately for me it was all about dancing and the world of lights more than sex.
I used to come to NY city many times a year, sometimes even for the weekend from south america where original I am from,
I went to the saint thinking about a new club that a friend told me about and said that I was on the guest list, but I though that was just to get in, that he sign me.
First surprise: when i got there on line was when i read the capacity of people that the primises could hold, I though that it was a typo too many zeros after a number , how big was this place?
Second surprise: the price to get inside The saint, oh my God it was more expensive than Studio 54 but Studio was Studio, how good can this place be for that money?
when I got in, I saw a big space and I said all that money for this? but when I start to walk around and see the rest of the club and when I saw those lights efects and that huge white dome and the bigest bathroom in a club ever seen and the coat cheking room and all the bla bla bla I can say about The saint and that nobody will beleive unless they were there, then I just wanted to go back to the door and pay more money cause it was just too much, And from there on, it was surprise after surprise for me, by then I didnt apretiate The Saint cause everytime I used to come to NY city there was something new better than the last,and I though that next time there will be something better than this club, but what i didnt know .was that AIDS was on its way and that soon everything will stop, no more clubs, no more bath clubs,no more fun, and of course, no more clubs better than THE SAINT.

Duke Todd |

Actual address: 105 Second Ave., between 6&7 Streets. The lobby of the theatre/club is now a bank. The main part of the club was demolished in the early 90's, and yuppy apartments were built in its place. Sad...

Kilroy |

When I was in NYC in the early 80's my pals took me out to The Saint, and from the arrival and mobscene it was paradise, pushing through the heavy bronze doors, paying fifty bucks (!) to get in with members as a guest, stepping over pornstar-like shirtless hotties, sliding through up to balcony where ANYTHING GOES, getting pawed and fawned over for my surfboy looks, dancing with poppers and queens and clones, oh my! Always had fun in NYC, from Underground to Studio to Area to Limelight to Xenon to Roxy to The Eagle to Bonds to Private Eyes to Mudd Club to Milk bar to Pyramid to Club A to Nell's to well, it was a blast! -Roy Rogers

chimo196 |

HI EVERYBODY.I USED TO BE A MEMBER OF THE SAINT FROM THE BEGINING.I HAD A WONDERFUL TIME.I AM FROM MEXICO,BUT I LIVED IN NEW YORK AT THE TIME,NOW I LIVE IN PUERTO RICO.

blaine |

Barry,

Thanks! The Saint was the best place on earth! The sound system was amazing! I NEVER left the Saint with a headache from it as I do know when I leave Roxy or Twilo. Where is the dome? Barry is right, in those days if you wanted to find sex all you had to do was look and it was there. I must say that it seems to be that way now too. All the years I went to Saint I never saw sex on the dance floor, but go to Roxy and you can find 2 queens doing it right next to the DJ's booth or in the middle of the dance. I think rampiated sex is more available these days then it was in the Saint!

I still have a couple t-shirts and my locker tags. I had the first opening poster, but I have it mounted and gave to a friend, Steven Skipton from NYC, who LOVED that Saint. He is a diehard Saint queen!

I think it would be great if the Saint had a reunion party for those of us who were actual members. I always wonder how many people who go to Sain-at-large parties even know what the Saint was? But then there were queens who went to the Saint who most likely did not know what Flamingo was..I know I have just dated myself!

The Saint lives on in our hearts!

Blaine

Barry Lederer |

I HAVE TO AGREE WITH BLAINE'S COMMENTS FROM UP ABOVE. THE SAINT COST A FORTUNE TO PUT TOGETHER AND TO RUN. I KNOW AS I WAS I/2 OF THE TEAM(GREABAR PRODUCTIONS) THAT INSTALLED THE SOUND SYSTEM . THE CLUB WAS UNPARALLED FOR SO MANY YEARS FOR ITS INNOVATIVENESS AND SPECIAL PARTIES THAT IT HELD. THE WHOLE CONCEPT FROM THE DOWNSTAIRS BARS AND AREAS TO RELAX, TO THE DANCE FLOOR AND THE INCREDIBLE SKY DOME, TO THE BALCONY(WHERE ONE COULD BE ALONE-SO TO SPEAK), MADE THIS PLACE WORTH EVERY PENNY THAT ONE PAID TO GET IN. AFTER ITS INITIAL OPENING THERE WAS A WAITING LIST MILES LONG , AS SO MANY PEOPLE WANTED TO GET IN. AS FOR THOSE THAT STATE THAT SOME OF THOSE WHO WENT THERE, WENT TO THE BATHS AFTERWARDS, I'M SORRY FOR THAT IS A LAME EXCUSE. YOU HAD FIRE ISLAND, , THE BACKROOM BARS,THE WESTSIDE RAMBLES(CPW), BOOKSTORES, ALL WHICH CONTRIBUTED TO US LOSING OUR GREAT FRIENDS. THE SAINT AND ITS MEMORIES WILL LAST FOREVER. WHOEVER KNOWS WHAT THE SITE IS TO GET SOME MEMORABILIA FROM THE SAINT OR ANY OF THE OTHER PLACES FROM THAT ERA, PLEASE LET ME KNOW.
BARRY

blaine |

JudyDoggie,

I have MANY friends to AIDS was well.

I was a member of the Saint from 1982 to 1988 when it closed. I loved the Saint! But let us be real, it cost Bruce Mailman a FORTUNE to change the Filmore East to what became the Saint. It cost him, on average, $10,000.00 a night just to turn on the lights. In the beginning years they changed the interior over the summer when they were closed. The Saint was the THE place for the "A LIST" queens of NYC. Let me say I was not one of them, I lived in Washington, DC at the time. I got a membership though a friend. Now I will also say that the farther you live from NYC your membership was cheaper. I do not know what it cost in NYC, but DC was about $150.00 which in 1980's money was a fair bit. But I wanted to pay it, because it was like family when I went to the Saint. I did not mind the entrance fee. If you went on Sunday for movie night it was free to go in. It was a magical place and I am glad I was there for it..nothing these days compares.

You have to remeber it was NYC in the early 80's and people in NYC are will pay to be a member of a club, because they feel it makes the place exclusive. Even our friends who have died paid the price to get into The Saint. And yes many of them did go to the St Marks baths, but not all of us did. I wold say that their policy, in the early years, regarding women members or guests was a bit discriminatory. But Bruce had built the place for gay men it was our heaven on earth.

JudyDoggie |

Yup, the Saint was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. But let's get real; don't you think its membership policies and the sheer cost of membership reeked of class-discrimination; this a mere ten years after gays had fought the battle just a few blocks away at the Stonewall, thus beginning their struggle AGAINST discrimination. Moreover, a somewhat unscientific but logical thought would be that there is a conspicuous absence of Saint memorabilia because those who would today be in possession thereof are no longer with us. They're the ones who'd trot over to St. Mark's place to the bathhouse early in the morning when things wound down at the Saint. Need I say more? Of course, at that time, they didn't know what was happening to them, so I re-assure you I'm not laying blame on a single soul. So many, many of my friends from that era are not around any more. I cry for them often; when I hear a song, visit the city and pass by an apartment house or a restaurant. Enough of that. The Saint was a one-of-a-kind and I defy anyone to copy Bill Nachman's ingenuity. He was, with others, involved in the start-up of venerable Japanese restaurant Nobu and, I believe, was involved in it and other ventures until his death.

blaine |

MGS,

I have visited the site and it is great! I was a member from 1982 to the closing year. I had the best times at The Saint!
I used to live in Philly..

Blaine

blaine |

eventidenyc,

I know what you mean! It would be so amazing with today's technology! It was amazing anyway, but WOW! I spent MANY nights and days at The Saint. I wish I had a chance to buy a place of it when they had the sale after it closed! A friend of mine has a brick from The Saint. But I have my memories which are priceless.

Blaine

eventidenyc |

Blaine,
Can you imagine with todays digital infusion. It would have such icon status. ( I thought they should have left it for a gay history museum or a rescue mission ) The pictures are great, of all the disco/clubs I've been to or worked at the saint was the only one that left me without words to describe. It was so ahead of time and trends.
The legacy that is the saint today does not have an atmosphere that you feel as though you are not part of a time or space.
eventidenyc

blaine |

eventidenyc,

I have the same press kit too. There is a website that is selling the kit for $50.00. I have a few pictures of the Saint too. Too bad taking cameras to clubs was not the thing to do back in the 80's!

Blaine

eventidenyc |

Apparently it was seldom photographed for any publications. I have two magazines that have some extroidinary pictures of the clubs atmosphere/achitecture. It's was in After Dark and one of the porn mags like Blueboy or something. I also have a membership kit which has many impressive pictures as well. I feel lucky to have them... I will scan them someday and post them.

discodevil |

Can anyone remind me of the layout of the Saint in detail! I just remember the dome ceiling. Well at least I think it was a dome.

blaine |

Bernie,

I just re-read your interview with Robbie and I do not see where he says the Saint closed in 1986. Here what he says in youe interview:

"Robbie was well versed and able to play in such an environment with ease and stayed with the Saint until late 1986.


A night of dancing at New York's Saint (1980's)
Thirty Something In November of 1986 Robbie Leslie celebrated his 30th birthday and with that came the stark realization that things had to change. As he puts it, "There was no where to go, but down and that was really troubling me". "

He left the Saint in 1986, but the Saint stayed open until 1988 when it finally closed. Leaving a void in the NYC nightlife for gays.

blaine |

Discodevil,

There wer so many over the eight years, but here are some of the people: Laura Branigan, Viola Wills, Thelma Houston, Grace Jones, Betty Buckley, Natalie Cole, Celi Bee, Linda Clifford, Paul Parker, Martha Wash, Debbie Jacobs, Nona Hendrix, George Hearn, Liliane Montivecchi, Jeff Stryker, Kelly Marie, Madelane Kane, Seventh Avenue, Sam Harris. That is just the tip of the iceberg, but all I can remember right now. These are people who performed at the Saint not the the Saint At Large parties. The invitation to the Saint parties were great! They were poster size and could be framed in fact I had the grand opening party poster framed for a friend of mine as a gift.

discodevil |

I love it when you hear of people being at the same place or venue as themself in Disco History! Does anyone know of some of the names who performed at the Saint?

blaine |

Discodevil,

The Saint was the best disco in NYC during the 80's. I was at that party with Linda Clifford. It was a very electric place with all good, fun loving people!

I was stationed in Australia in the 70's.

blaine |

Bernie,

I just looked at my Closing Party T-Shirt and the Saint closed May 1988. It did re-open in 1989 for a few months, but the dome was gone and it was not quite the same. The Saint was such a wonderful place that I will not go to a Saint-at-Large party.

discodevil |

The first time I went to the Saint was in 1982 with three other Aussie guys! I could not belive the electric atmosphere in that place. And the moment when we were all dancing and the crowd started moving to a area, around a stage and it was Linda Clifford live! That blew us away!

Bernard Lopez |

Thanks for the info. Please read my interview with Robbie Leslie as he said the Saint closed in 1986. Will have to look into that.

blaine |

Bernie,

Actually the Saint was at 2nd Avenue and 6th Street across from a Church.

blaine |

Yes François you are correct the Saint closed in 1988 and reopened, briefly, in 1989 and it was not the same. It was the best place on earth! Bruce spared no expense. In fact, several friends and I reminiced over the Winter Party last weekend. I wonder if anyone who goes to Saint-at-Large parties even know that the Saint was a club in the 1980's!?

The Saint was fun, fun, fun.

François |

Actually, the closing date was in 1988--the spring, I believe. I can find the exact date somewhere; I remember an article in THE ADVOCATE about it.

I got to go once, on Oct 22, 1983, and will never forget it!

blaine |

What a magical place! I LOVED it at the Saint. Every Saturday night was like a party!!!!!!!!! The best ever or since!!!!!

PaulC |

The ultimate Disco!
It was magical!

 

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