Tag Archives: 1978

The Damned Live 1978

Hurrah was a walk-up nightclub on 32 West 62nd Street. The second-floor had been a disco in its previous reincarnation. Studio 54 stole that clientele and the owners brought downtown uptown by having Jim Fouratt book punk bands. The live music was the main attraction to Hurrah. The bookers loaded the stage with New York […]

THE TASTE OF SOUR GRAPES by Peter Nolan Smith

Thailand is about twenty-one hours away from the United States. Most Americans only have two weeks annual holiday and few of my friends or family traveled to the Orient, but in the summer of 2001 my dear cousin Bish was eager to visit the Last Babylon and I took the bus up to meet Bish. […]

BEATEN BY BLONDIE by Peter Nolan Smith

Two boys bullied me the last year of grammar school on the South Shore. The daily beating were witnessed by friends and classmates. Joe Tully and Mark Scanlon were not in good shape. They stopped after a few minutes and everyone wandered home to watch WHERE THE ACTION IS. No one ever tried to stop […]

May 2, 1978

Am I a poet? People think so, but they consider poets wastrels without money. Throughout time poets have suffered scorn, hatred, ridicule, apathy, love, and poverty. Hart Crane wrote THE BRIDGE. Sailors threw him off a ship in the middle of the Caribbean. Poe died from drugs, Byron succumbed to disease in Greece, and Joyce […]

Drawings 1978 by Peter Nolan Smith ( a non-artist )

A theater. A bank. Battery Park Marine Fire Station. Tugboat. A warship. Desertion. Whaling ship. Junkie space. A good thing I never tried to be an artist. Drawings 1978 by Peter Nolan Smith ( a non-artist )