Category Archives: PARIS

NOT ALL CRASHES ARE ACCIDENTS by Peter Nolan Smith

I never met Princess Diana, although a friend of a friend married her brother. Diana would have been at the wedding. I never received an invitation. No great loss, because the Princess of Wales wasn’t my type, however I viewed her death as a blow against the empire of goodness. I arrived in London the […]

Paris In The Springtime

In 1982 I spent my first spring in Paris. I fell in love that season. Not with a woman, but a city. The Seine at dawn. Le Louvre. Pigalle. Croissants and crepes. My friends. And I still love Paris Pour toujours.

Willie DeVille 1986

One night in 1986 Willie DeVille came to the Royal Lieu with Jorgen Osterloh, Aurora Clemente, and Dean Tavourlos. Willie was with his wife. We knew each other from CBGBs. He gave me a line of smack. Willie was good for that. It was brown. Jorgen said he was going back to his apartment in […]

IN ABSENCE OF AMNESIA – Chapter 5 by Peter Nolan Smith

When a French worker says, “A month.” he usually meant six weeks, so I arrived at Rue Faux, expecting no change after a two week absence. Instead a new wall had been erected, the entrance had been restored to its gaudy glory, liquor bottles hung over the bar, and the dance floor shined from a […]

IN ABSENCE OF AMNESIA – Chapter 4 by Peter Nolan Smith

That night I stopped at a disco on Rue Montmartre, intending to wait out Brigitte’s early morning departure. Philippe’s previous girlfriend danced with a natural wantonness to WARM LEATHERETTE. Her partner was a famous French singer. My eyes x-ed him from the club. Honey-hued skin covered the teenager’s long lean limbs. Lisa had possessed the […]