I had a spell of being fascinated with a certain brand of gay porn, from the early ‘70s. Kansas City Trucking, in particular, which I came to – if you’ll pardon the expression – via its very funky intro music.
And thanks to this period of exploration I grew to know and love Jack Wrangler. I’d like to read his autobiography. But I doubt I will, as the only copies I’ve ever seen online are very expensive.
