Tag Archives: Drifters

LAST CALL IN BUTTE, MONTANA

Tonight I rolled into Butte, Montana. Beating the M&M Bar’s last call. Gram Parsons on the jukebox. “Streets of Baltimore.” Mona loved that song And I never done her wrong___ Last week in Bozeman, Montana I woke to an empty bed No sign of Mona. Only a burning egg And a note saying Don’t follow […]

Birkin Bag Hong Kong -2017

In 2017 I was commissioned by the Aide De Camp of an Arab prince to deliver a $100,000 Hermes Birkin bag to a Hong Kong banker. $2000 plus flights hotel and a trip to see my family in Thailand. I flew from NYC to HK empty-handed and picked up the bag at an auction house […]

Drifters Wanted – January 2022

Last year I was driving down Dekalb Avenue and read an open-call sign for workers. Drifters Wanted. Huh? I blinked and the offer of paradise vanished as reality jarred my eyes back into focus. DRIVERS WANTED. What a difference a single letter, then again I’ve always sought something more than the world has to offer […]

Bobby B BADD By Peter Nolan Smith

Gather round my friends And I’ll tell you a tale. About a young man no one knew so well. A drifter dropping off a southbound train. Happy to be out of Amarillo. Bobby B BADD A beat-up black suit covered a scarecrow body. A hundred and fifty-four pounds soaking wet. He bent over to a […]

SEPTEMBER 3, 1978 – JOURNAL ENTRY – EAST VILLAGE

Last night offered eager high school girls from Dalton, they acted sexy as if they had rehearsed the wanton kisses and yearning smiles before the bathroom mirror at home. The music at the clubs was tolerable, but I wished I had been alone. Not to cheat, just to be free. After CBGBs closed at 4am, […]