Category Archives: 80s

MAUVAIS MECS by Peter Nolan Smith

That year winter had been mild in Paris. Farther to the North there was snow and I was glad to have been detoured from Berlin to Paris by an urgent phone call. Vonelli was in trouble. When I got off the train in Gare Du Nord, no one waiting at the station, which was a […]

TRANNY TRICK OR TREAT by Peter Nolan Smith

My friend Richard is teaching school in Saudi Arabia. He says it sucks, but he’s coining good money. He asked if I want to join him. If all else fails, “Why not?” Saudi Arabia is closer to Thailand than New York. He sent an old joke yesterday. A man is in bed with his Thai […]

LOST BY THE EIGHT BALL by Peter Nolan Smith

None of the cops from the 9th Precinct were happy about the closing of the basement bar next to their station house in the summer of 1980. Even fewer were excited by its re-opening as a French bistro. Evelyn’s Bistro was another sign that the East Village was giving way to a new crowd. Not […]

SKIN COLD AS ICE by Peter Nolan Smith

When Lou Reed died three years ago, a friend called to ask, if I had known the singer. I said, “No.” El-Roy was a pussy hound and asked if I thought Nico was a good fuck. “I don’t know,” I replied and hung up thinking one thing. The Velvet Underground’s singer was probably great in […]

BAG OF NAILS by Peter Nolan Smith

Throughout the 70s Nickie Barnes strongarmed for a Harlem heroin empire under the protection of the Lucchese crime syndicate. His godfather ‘Crazy Joe’ Gallo helped Barnes create ‘the Council’ to run the trade north of 125th Street and Barnes earned the nickname ‘Mr. Untouchable’ for his skill at beating charges and evading arrests. Neither the […]