Author Archives: Peter

Open City declared Peter Nolan Smith an underground punk legend of the 1970s East Village. The New England native spent many years as a nightclub doorman in New York, Paris, London, and Hamburg. The constant traveler has lived for long periods of time in Europe and the Far East. After a forced retirement from the Schmatta trade in Thailand, Peter Nolan Smith returned to New York to work in the international diamond trade. At summer’s end he resumed the life of a writer. The world’s leading leisureologist is currently based in Sri Racha, Thailand, Fort Greene, Brooklyn, and Luxembourg City. He has no address.

SUNDAY QUIETUDE by Peter Nolan Smith

Ten years ago I took a young friend to see the Strokes at Saturday Night Live. The host was Miley Cyrus, the Disney teen sensation. The 19 year-old’s current worth is in the hundreds of millions and SNL’s producer followed the svelte brunette’s every move, as if he had plans for the perennial good girl. […]

Slingshot Dragster 1954

The other day an old nightclub owner was denigrating the influence of Islamic thought on civilization. “They really created nothing.” “What you mean nothing?” I didn’t mention that algebra succinctly meant ‘reunion of broken parts’ in Arabic. “No rockets, no telephones, no TVs.” “That’s all crap.” “Crap?” John and I liked to argue. “Yes, plus […]

SAVE THE CITY by Eric Marciano

Hello Friends, Family, Colleagues and Clients, In times of crisis if we are able to hopefully we can take positive action. In the Reagan 80s, the HIV epidemic, during and after 9/11, after the crash of 2008 I did what I could to help the city and people that have been so very good to […]

THE EXTERMINATING ANGEL OF PASSAICH by Peter Nolan Smith

When Cecil B. DeMille released THE TEN COMMANDMENTS in 1956 and it was an immediate box office success, earning the cinematic retelling of Exodus over $180 million dollars. In 1962 Paramount Pictures re-released the film for screenings at drive-ins across the nation and my father loaded my brothers and sisters into our Ford station wagon […]

Exhaustion

From 2010 to 2011 I worked at a metal shop. We constructed objects from steel, zinc, tin, and bronze. Everything was heavy and the work was hard, but better than being broke, since my old spot on 47th Street was gone. No one was buying diamonds these days and even my old friend and boss […]