Before Pines house shares, circuit DJs, and $28 vodka sodas, there was Fire Island Fever—the sun-bleached 1970s skin flick that turned boardwalk cruising and dune-side mischief into cult-cinema folklore. Shot when mustaches were thick and plotlines were… optional, it became one of the first gay adult films to bottle the island’s liberated energy and spread it far beyond the ferry dock.
This tank revives the original promo artwork—sandy, salty, and a little sweaty—perfect for anyone who knows the waves weren’t the only thing crashing in the summer of ’76. Wear it to the beach, the bar, or the tea deck and watch the men of a certain age get misty-eyed. Fever still rising.
