Category Archives: PARIS

Journal Entry – May 29,1983 – Paris

A journal entry from 1983 My 31st birthday party at Jurgen’s house on Rue de la Tour with Bridget, Tony, Tracy, Alfredo, Karine, Diana, Olivier, T, Rufus,David, Philip Brook, everyone absolutely smacked out on Persian brown. Julie Cole was the only straight person. The less about this evening the better. Tony later said, “Anyone who […]

Happy Birthday Lizzie Mercier Descloux 4/20

In 1982 I fled New York for Paris. Bernard Zekri hired me as the physionomiste of the Rex Club, which was under the vast Rex Theatre on the Gran Boulevard. The magazine ACTUEL wanted A Manhattan feel for the door. I knew Parisians and even less French. One night a diminutive female was a bird-nest […]

SO LONG AGO

My 31st birthday party at Jurgen’s house on Rue de la Tour with Bridget, Tony, Tracy, Alfredo, Karine, Diana, Olivier, T, Rufus, David, Philip Brook, everyone absolutely smacked out on Persian brown. Tony, Traci, and Julie Cole were the only straight person. The less about this evening the better. Tony later said, “Anyone who can […]

Le Royal Lieu

The bomb blast at the Bank Leumi had transformed Rue Des Italians to an old daguerreotype of Paris from the 1870s. A tent had been erected under a balcony of the carless street. A young clochard cut vegetables into a pot. The thin bum was better clothed than most derelicts sleeping under the Seine bridges, […]

CASSE-TOI BRIGITTE by Peter Nolan Smith

New York City showed its teeth the winter of 1980. The police were racketeering our after-hours nightclub. One of the Continental’s backers was a gangster from Odessa, Russia. Vadim was going out with my old girlfriend from Buffalo. The tough zek smuggled stolen icons and passed bad paper. Lisa looked good in his furs. Only […]