Category Archives: East Village

Best Punch At CBGBs

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 [...]

Asshole

My old corner on East 10th street was always hot. Reefer, cocaine, and heroin were the action, but the dealers and I had an understanding. No one dealt off my stoep and I didn’t call the police. If someone dealt off my stoep, I still didn’t call the police. I fucked with them myself. The [...]

A HERO FOR THE OPEN ROAD by Peter Nolan Smith

My father loved road trips. The Westbrook native would load our family in the station wagon and drive from the coast of Maine to distant destinations throughout New England. He bestowed his wanderlust to his second son and as a young man I took to the road on a motorcycle in emulation of biker heros [...]

HOCKEY CHICK

Back in the 90s I had an affair with a punk rock singer. Claudia wasn’t the prettiest girl in the East Village, in fact some of my friends considered her ugly, because of her long twisting nose, however Slatta liked me and no woman in New York had liked me for a long time, so [...]

Madonna At 18

Three years later Madonna came to sublet my apartment on East 10th Streeet. The walls were as smooth as lumpy pancakes. The bathtub was in the kitchen and the WC had an overhead chain. “I’ll think about it.” I never heard from her, but she was in my apartment for ten minutes. I bet she [...]