Category Archives: East Village

Club 57 Bio

Club 57 was a great venue under a Polish Church on St. Marks Place. My persona non grata status came from deserting my hillbilly girlfriend who founded the avant-garde joint. She is still a friend, although for a long time, my name was an anathema. Here’s my bio from Club 57. Peter Nolan Smith is […]

CBGBS SCHISM

I hung out at CBGBs from 1976-1981 as a regular. Lisa Krystal waved persona gratis past the paying customers. Her brother wandered through the club in a daze. He liked playing chess. His mother acted like a vicious den mother, while Hilly dominated the scene from bookings to managing some of punk’s top groups such […]

IN ABSENCE OF AMNESIA by Peter Nolan Smith

New York in the summer of 1981 was everything it wasn’t in the winter of 1979. The temperature boiled the asphalt. Punk had been replaced by New Wave and somehow the city had escaped bankruptcy. Money flowed on the streets and even the East Village exhibited signs of regeneration, since abandoned tenements can only be […]

Michael Holman Remembers Orally

also see www.michael.holman.com I. INTRODUCTION…  (“Sentimental Journey”) I was born, in 1955, in Letterman General Hospital, in the Presidio, the U.S. Army base in San Francisco, the oldest existing military base in the U.S., fort to three different countries, starting with Spain in 1776. I was born in the Presidio, because my father was stationed […]

Story of the Week Mr. Beller’s Neighborhood.

STORY OF THE WEEK: Richard is a Forkhead. If you’ve never suspected Richard Hell might be a Forkhead–or if you’ve never imagined Richard Hell on a tennis court, you might try this dose of Peter Nolan Smith¹s piquant remembrances of punk New York. Even before his transformation from hippie to punk, Smith arrived in New […]