Tag Archives: 1978

Rain on East 77 Street – June 1978

July 5, 2024 – 8:32 pm

Midnight Outside Rain Thunder. Inside the foyer My finger On the buzzer No reply____ Last winter Lisa left To be a model In Europe No letters Since April___ Her face Never on French Vogue Nor Italian Vogue Nor inside any fashion magazine. Gone___ Inside the hallway No one My finger on the buzzer A last […]

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May 31, 1978 – East Village – Journal

June 14, 2024 – 1:49 pm

Everybody was watching Clover at the party. Anthony said that she had told him an older man pays her rent. The Texan oilman visits twice a month. He pays for sex. I had heard Andy Reese the Serendipity crowd say that she was a prostitute. The ballet dancer tricked out of Cowboys on 53rd Street. […]

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May 11, 1978 III – East Village – Journal

June 13, 2024 – 10:41 am

Last night Alice and I smoked opium in my SRO. I had scored the O from Fred, my neighbor, a queen who collects Nazi memorabilia. He even has a human skin lamp and an SS female uniform. Fat she was no ELSA SHEWOLF OF THE SS. A total slave in the Toilet by the Hudson. […]

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CBGBs Pinball 1978 VDO

June 10, 2024 – 12:06 pm

Throughout the late 1970s I stood at the front of CBGBs for the Contortions, Damned, and the Voidoids. Afterwards I drank beer and play pinball at the back of the club. I was never friends with the big names. The bartenders were my friends, the doorman with the yellow construction helmet let me in for […]

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May 14, 1978 – East Village – Journal

June 5, 2024 – 7:18 pm

Actors are all full of shit. Expecting attention for an unending of neuroses Pretending to be someone they are not. Unless they’re funny they bore me. Artists are much better. I prefer workers like Patrick the cook and Kim’s friend Amos. Amos’s a Southerner always quiet. I didn’t know why Kim explained he was dyslexic. […]

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