Posts Tagged ‘Providence’

Hi Kerem.

Greetings to you there. I hope these few lines find you happy and doing well.

I seen your ad in S+L #43 and decided to drop you a few lines. I am constantly reaching out through correspondence to make new friends all over the world. I write to people of all colors, races, young, old, male, female. all religion, I let no barrier stop me. I only want to know where their head and heart are. If they are somewhere near the same plain where I am then we can be friends. In your ad you said that you love to make new friends as well so do I. So Kerem if you want a new true friend and not a plastic friendship I would be very happy to correspond with you.

Let me tell you a little about my self. I am 5 foot 7 inchs tall, brown eyes + hair, 170 pounds, single, the father of one 12 year old son, a native of Florida, Some of my interests are reading, writing letters, I like to exercise, weight lifting (light) walking, Jogging, bicycling, canoeing, I like the beach, good friends, sunsets, nature, camping out and more.

Well Kerem I will close here for now I do hope to hear from you in the near future, but if you have enough correspondence already could you pass my name and address on to someone else there who would like a pen-friend here in the U.S. Thank you, have a nuce day, Take care, later

Sincerely

Perry A. (Wizard)

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First letters are always awkward to write, but in order for there to be a second letter, there should be something that triggers the recipient to respond. Perry’s letter was written when I was in a small town near Providence, R.I, during a week off from my Grand Tour. My grandmother died when I was in Minneapolis. Lonely, sad, missing the British guy I hooked up with earlier that month, grieving her loss. I needed quiet time, away from the madding punk crowd and the remote house, filled with videos, old copies of MRR, cats, an old dog and my friend’s ex-girlfriend who was eying 18 y/o me was the best hideaway place.

I returned home to find this letter a couple of months later. There was nothing in it that drove me to write Perry back. His weight-lifting hobby? the 12 y/o son? He found my address in Slug and Lettuce, so how come he didn’t mention punk at all? I didn’t write him back and never forwarded his address to anyone.

Keren,

Sorry it’s taken me so long to get back to you. There’s no excuse, really, just my own apathy.

I’m Nick, the kid you met in Providence. I’ve been trying to go vegan so hard, but cheese is my Achilles Heel. I love quessedillas, cheese sticks and pizza. Mocha frappes are wonderful too… yum… Yeah, it’s a lame excuse.

My New Year’s sucked ass. My wretched shrew of a girlfriend broke up w/me the day after Xmas (silly Christian Holiday that most Americans celebrate). She took my virginity and ran away w/it. Evil person. She broke up w/me for no reason. Oh well, time to build a bridge and get over it.

“Give Me Back” is great for chilling out. I’m home from school today. It’s Martin Luther King Jr. Day. He was this bourgouiese, reformist black leader. It’s 1 PM here, I wonder what time it is there. I’m listening to Slayer – “Reign in Blood”. Goode shit.

I once went to a show w/ some shitty skate-punk band. I kept heckling them. Later a good band played a song  called “skater punks suck.” The skaters started whining, so I yelled “Go home and listen to some No Use for a Name!” He came up to me and said “what’s the matter? Is No Use too hardcore for you, you fucking faggot?” Then he called me a “kike” and a “nigger-lover” and kicked my ass. Fun. I hate skate-punk losers.

Nekhei Naatza can stay at my house a little while if you’d like – a night or two, maybe more. Maybe my band can play a show w/yours. We’re called WARDIALER. We sing about phreaking/ hacking, and other shit. I can book y’all a show.

I totally remembered you and I was quite pleased to hear from you. I thought you were hella-rad when we met. I used to think about you periodically. Even now, I think of what you are doing, thousands of miles away. Well, must be going. I have a lit of mail to catch up on.

Nick

PS: This might be a dumb question, but is there lots of anti-Semitism in Israel?

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I remember meeting Nick. It was in Fast Forward, a record store in downtown Providence, RI that is no longer exists. He was a geek looking teenager, 3, maybe 4 years younger than me, and he wore a Man is the Bastard t-shirt. It’s weird, the things one remembers. I remember that he said that I should write him and so I did. I don’t remember whether he gave me his address or told me to look for it in MRR.

At the time he wrote a column for MRR. I don’t remember his columns but I do remember that they weren’t too popular. Googling Nick Fitt (w/various other keywords for the sake of long-tailing) Brings this post by Felix Havoc and a couple of other links – old message boards, broken geocities links etc. It’s the mid-90’s we’re talking about and he has probably neglected this nickname quite a while back.

Anyway, judging by this letter, it must have been his young age that got him that column, because a great talent or wisdom aren’t reflected here. I think that he responded me. I saw No Use for a Name in L.A and hated them, became vegan when I returned to Israel and started building a network for Nekhei Naatza’s upcoming U.S tour. However, by late January I have already quit the band and confirmed my English lover that I’d be moving in with him in March. Not sure whether I wrote him or not; so far I haven’t found more letters from him in the bags.

Nic Fit, however, is one of my favourite DC punk songs. Couldn’t find a proper recording on Youtube, so I’ll leave it to you to search.