Tuesday, September 11, 2012

The Key Club

The Gertrude Street building in the previous post was certainly called The Key Club, a gay venue, and now seemingly owned by St Vincent's Hospital. It was run by Mama Sieka, who also ran a lesbian venue called Squizzys. I can only very vaguely recall her. Rumours have it that she runs a venue near the oh so gay country town mecca of Daylesford. Photo possibly by Joe Rocca.

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  1. I once got to know a woman called Bev Hutchinson through a mutual friend. Bev adored him, she shrieked: "isn't he gorgeous!" quite a lot. Bev was heterosexual but often went about with an entourage of gays, mainly from Carlton. She herself lived in Camberwell and if she wasn't home when my friend visited he'd get in through a window for a poke around and empty her phone tin of coins. One afternoon we were in there when she came up the path singing opera and with about six gay men. Sometime during the evening the men disappeared into another room and came out dressed in beautiful gowns. It was a tremendous shock, like being in a movie. In twenty years I still haven't gotten over it. There are stand out experiences, times when I've been fortunate, this was one of them.

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  2. From my experience, it would have taken more than two hours for the transformation if they were fully dragged up. The name rings a bell, but I really can't recall.

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  3. I don't remember exactly but I think they were gone less than half an hour. They'd been watching New Faces or some similar show on TV and giving the contestants an intense physical critique.
    The main bloke among them had a thin dark Moustache and my pal saw him a few weeks later striding up the steps of Flinders Street station looking ultra-conservative in a smart business suit. We'd called him "Cinderella".

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  4. I should add that one of them didn't get frocked up at all but emerged wearing a tiny pair of speedos.

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  5. Good heavens I'm sorry I mentioned all this.

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  6. Great colour, as usual RH.

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  7. Did you ever hear of a little club in Armadale/Malvern called "The Green Door"? Too esoteric (exclusive) for the likes of me. Bev was a habitue.

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  8. I never went there, but I remember it. Surprisingly, it had a green door.

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  9. I have a strange feeling I might have been to Squizzy's once. Having escaped alive decided not to test my luck by going back.

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  10. FC, surely not as bad as the Glasshouse.

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  11. An enterprising lady Andrew, good on her!

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  12. Grace, the question in my mind is that, is she a wearer of sensible shoes? Instinctively, I think not.

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