Long before any suds would be slung or hunks would be ogled, Scott wanted to deliver his signature southern-fried hospitality to his new desert-fried surroundings. “It was serendipitous that the opportunity came up on Arenas, so I jumped on it immediately.” Murchison found the perfect place to summon his gregarious brethren (and sistren) in the center of Arenas road. “I found Palm Springs to be open and friendly and inviting and everybody wants to connect.” Scott continues, “There are plenty of people who still want to do the old fashioned thing and go out and meet people.” That’s why he made the move to our scintillatingly social hometown. With a soulful lament, Murchison observes, “We’ve kind of all gone back underground.” Come As You Are But with the advent of the internet, I’ve noticed that bars are kind of fading all around, particularly in the big cities.” “We lived in our solitude until Stonewall,” Scott recaps, “and our coming-out era was about connecting with other people. But according to Palm Springs Eagle 501 owner Scott Murchison, they can also be subversively traditional. Gay bars elicit myriad descriptions: provocative, bold, progressive, enticing, and even a little bit naughty.
