Monthly Archives: December 2024

No Music Day 11/21 Pattaya

December 31, 2024 – 11:19 pm

From 2007 Last week on during my holiday stay in Thailand Jamie Parker said that he had never seen a group of people more allergic to silence than the Thais. The TV never gets a rest. Rice farmers wake to loudspeakers blaring crop prices. Dogs howl without an owner’s restraining smack and karaoke bars punish neighbors with painful renditions of […]

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Auld Lang Syne 2012

December 31, 2024 – 8:43 pm

2012 will come to an end this evening. 2013 has already dawned on my young family in Thailand. Seven hours remain in 2012 at the Fort Greene Observatory. Darkness lay heavy over the borough of Brooklyn and a bottle of Riesling stands on my desk as my passport to the new year. Tonight I will […]

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New Year’s Eve 2007 Pattaya

December 31, 2024 – 4:34 pm

On the afternoon of December 31, 2007 heavy lorries, pick-up trucks and 125cc motorcycles with sidecars exited from the distributor at the end of my soi with thousands of beers every minute. Thousands of Thai and farang tourists were flocking into the city for the year’s final drunk in the beach resort’s countless bars, go-gos, […]

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Italians 2020

December 31, 2024 – 1:28 pm

Italian Sandwich from Maine At David Henderson’s Williamsburg Sculpture studio. They are only made in Southern Maine. Ham, tomatoes, pickles, onions, olives, cheap cheese and peppers. Lunch for the workers in the mills along the Saco River. Now almost extinct thanks to fast food chains, although in 2020 David brought two from Scarborough. Most excellent. […]

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NEW YEAR’S EVE ALL RIGHT by Peter Nolan Smith

December 31, 2024 – 1:10 pm

In the Spring of 1969 my teenage sweetheart’s mother was dating a Chilean pianist. One Friday evening the two adults left the brunette cheerleader in charge of the house and after she put her younger brother to bed, I came over for a study session. An hour at the books was our passport to a […]

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