When you’re involved with anything for a good chunk of your young life, it tends to haunt you for the rest of it. Such is the effect Confetti’s ghosts have on its former patrons, many of whom were part of Utah’s goth subculture.
Staker opened Confetti in November 1991 when she was 23, taking over a 10,000-square-foot building at 900 E. 2100 South that had housed other clubs with other names. She knew little about running a business, and Confetti became a trial by fire.
“People started showing up in droves,” says Staker. “It went from 0 to 60 in nothing flat. There was a big LGBT community that hung out there, along with skinheads and straight-edgers, and for some reason it worked.”
60 years? Well… “What I really resent about people sticking labels on you,” said Siouxsie Sioux in 2004, “is that it cuts off the other…