The only thing I hate about New York City is having to leave New York City. I also hate that after all these years and all the love I have for that city, I have not managed to live there. I am rather annoyed by this mistake.
I first visited NYC in 1991 and it was everything that I had ever dreamed. I was there for 3 months and fucking loved it. CBGBs was in full swing and I was staying around the corner from there in Second St. I went there often and saw stacks of bands including Australia’s own, The Cosmic Psychos. That was weird. Debbie Harry was there for a sound check one afternoon, in a tracksuit and no make-up, she was beautiful, I swooned. I almost met Courtney Love at CBGBs. True story. I went to see a band called Hole, pre-Nirvana/Kurt Cobain days, the ‘people’ I was with happened to know CL and tried to introduce me to her. Unfortunately Courtney had other ideas and barged past nearly knocking me over whilst fleeing the club! I made an interface with Courtney Love, although at the time I had no idea she was to become a future personage of note.
This is moi in 1991 in Manhattan, NYC, out in front of Julian Billiard Academy, at 138 East 14th Street, between 3rd and 4th Avenues, on the second floor, and right next to The Palladium concert hall and nightclub. I think Julian Billiard Academy featured in a movie starring Paul Newman. but is sadly no more. Look at my outfit, it’s got to be the 90s.
Here I am on 5th Ave. Yes, it’s the Trump Tower and it’s 1991.
This was taken by the the Hudson River near the West Village. It looks NOTHING like this now, neither do I. Admission, I still have those boots and still wear them. BEST.EVER.PURCHASE. ‘Sourced’ them from Trash and Vaudeville on St Marks Place, which happily still exists today. 
I wish I had kept those Raybans. Where the fuck did they go?
I went back to NYC with my sister in 2000. Both of us had recently had horrid relationship disasters, (don’t ask). As a panacea, we went to NYC for 1 month. Here I am on the roof of the twin towers!
I was in NYC in 2008, it has changed so much. Again I stayed on Second St, this was the view from the window. In 1991 the view included dudes smoking crack.
New York I love you. That is all.
This made me want to go to NY more than ever.
Save some of your pennies and get the fuck back there!!
One of the best, funnest months of my life.