Monthly Archives: February 2021

BELMONT FIX by Peter Nolan Smith

February 14, 2021 – 9:48 am

Back in the late-70s I bet the horses with a friend from CBGBs. Bill Yusk came from Kentucky to study philosophy at NYU, but the long-haired scholar spent the autumn racing season at OTB and Aqueduct instead of attending classes on Kant and Marx. One afternoon he came over to my railroad apartment with the […]

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Journal Entry – June 20, 1977

February 11, 2021 – 12:36 pm

A long gap between entries. I left Boston hitchhiking on the Mass Pike. Libby and I went to the Other Side. The blonde model left with a tranny. I visited my parents, saying nothing about my life. I went over to Brookline to University Road. Hilde was with Dennis, but I was ignorant of her […]

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Adrian Dannatt – My Obituarist: DOOMED AND FAMOUS @ Miguel Abreau Gallery

February 9, 2021 – 6:15 pm

Last week I walked into Miguel Abreau Gallery on Orchard Street to see Adrian Dannett. The smartly dressed Welsh writer, comedic child actor, discerning art spiv, poetic flaneur, global interlocutor, and arcane curator, was busy at work on a computer, messaging interested parties to schedule a tete-a-tete viewing of his art collection and promote his […]

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Journal Entry – June 14, 1977 (Berkeley Street)

February 9, 2021 – 3:43 pm

DREAMS I walk through the drakenss and the sound of bells peal from the Brooklyn churches call for everyone to leave Earth, except for me and 125 women. Why they left and we stayed is beyond me. President Jimmy Carter and I pull up to a yacht club. He went directly to the Sequoia and […]

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Journal Entry June 11, 1977

February 9, 2021 – 1:44 pm

James’ drinking hasn’t lessened a single degree, in fact it has worsened over the last few days. Mark Amitin said that James was terribly infatuated with me, which was the main cause of his insane drunkenness. Looks like I’ll have to head north or west sooner than I thought, because of this unstable environment. No […]

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