![]() ![]() The history of oppressed people is always fragmentary. Lights flashed, clouds from dry ice created faux smoke that filled the room and the happiness of perceived freedom was palpable. When we’re out there dancin’ on that floor, darlin’ I watched as mostly young gay men and a handful of lesbian couples, mixed in with a smattering of drag queens, danced without care to a popular song by openly gay and cross-dressing disco artist Sylvester. I can still recall making my way past a doorman and into the main dance and social area. Even then I thought their assessment seemed crass and flippant, but I was initially so nervous I just stood in the line quietly. Standing outside and waiting in a line to the stairs that took you to where The Odyssey was, I heard other young gay men referring to the Brass Rail as “The Wrinkle Room,” indicating it was a place where mostly older gays congregated. Downstairs was another gay bar known as the Brass Rail. ![]() It wasn’t all that large, really, but sizable enough to offer three separate bars and a dance floor. in what had previously been a restaurant and its regional corporate headquarters. My first experience came at a center city nightspot known as The Odyssey, At the time it was located at the corner of Morehead and Tryon Sts. Beginning at the age of 16, I was able to gain entree into a number of Charlotte’s gay bars.
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