Category Archives: 70s

1970s Boston Bruins Fight Song

May 19, 2013 – 12:25 pm

3pm the ref will drop the puck for the Boston Bruins versus the New York Rangers in game two game of the Stanley Cup quarterfinals. THE NUT CRACKER by the Ventures rocked the original Garden in the 70s. Go # 4 and let’s not forget the great Derek # 16 And now # 63 Brad [...]

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HORSENECK BEACH by Peter Nolan Smith

May 19, 2013 – 8:05 am

The morning after my senior prom I drove my date down to Horseneck Beach in my VW Beetle. My schoolmates were having a beer bash, but I couldn’t find them in the dunes and Patti suggested that we cruise the beach road. “Maybe they went someplace more secluded.” The junior’s blondish brown air was sweeping [...]

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Best Punch At CBGBs

May 17, 2013 – 6:15 pm

CBGBs was a rough bar. The Hell’s Angels used the Bowery bar for away play and no one questioned their right to act like they owned the place,since they scared off most other asshole bikers, although not every night. The night of the Cramps’ first show at the Bowery club was packed with affectionados on [...]

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Scandal Delon a l’Elysees

May 14, 2013 – 7:19 pm

In reality most movie stars are pale shadows of their on-screen characters. The portraitures of murderers, criminals, and assassins are formulated by acting skills instead of life experiences. Alain Delon is not one of those film poseurs. The French leading man spent 11 months in military prison for discipline problems. His connections to the Corsican [...]

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MAYBE TOMORROW – CHAPTER 1 by Peter Nolan Smith

May 6, 2013 – 6:12 pm

MAYBE TOMORROW – A novel by Peter Nolan Smith Chapter 1 The November sun setting flashed a feeble ray off a West Village window and the wavering reflection stalked the Christopher Street pier to a lone youth tuning a battered guitar. The blonde twenty year-old appeared unaware of the approaching glow, then he broke into [...]

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