Category Archives: NEW YORK

Hurrah Punk Nightclub

Hurrah disco on West 62nd Street died after the opening of Studio 54. The owners experimented with a dance club featuring mainstream rock with video monitors hanging from the ceiling. When this scheme didn’t work, the owners called on Jim Fouratt to animate the ex-dance studio and the impish impresario booked punk and new wave […]

BET ON CRAZY / CARAT WEIGHT by Peter Nolan Smith

The day after Christmas Manny’s longtime partner, Lee, was showing a 7.04 Cushion Cut Round Diamond to a retired couple from West Palm Beach. The sixtyish woman wore a fashionable Dior outfit, though her nasal accent betrayed Brooklyn roots with an envious coo, “I don’t know, it’s so bigggg!” Her husband’s skin color of an […]

Long Ago The Doo-Wop

$2nd Street was synonymous with sin in the 1970s. Fucking Rudy Guiliani closed the porno shops and XXX theaters. Disney moved into the vacated premises. Now 42nd Street between 7th and 8th Avenues belongs to fat people eating fast food. A hell of gross consumption. The Minnesota Strip was no heaven, but I liked it […]

Wickedness Runs In Vain

42nd Street was paradise for sin. Satan prowled the streets surrounding the Doo-Wop. It was wickedness at its best and worst. Mayor Guiliani shut it down like Dorothy chucking a bucket of water of the Wicked Witch of the West. “Who would have thought that some little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness?” […]

Hey Louie Hey

Studio 54 had famous guests such as Liza Minelli, Andy Warhol, Halston, and Michael Jackson, but anyone who was grooving on the scene ignored those fame whores for Larry, who sold ludes. 2 for $5. No historians know his name. Larry knew how to keep his sand. “Who wants ludes?” ps fuck the rich. fuck […]