My poetry is about reality; frustration, beer, sex, drugs, life living on the streets and my protest against traditionalist poets who repeat old ideas and have the nerve to proclaim experimentation isn't poetry. Please get in touch.
Klaus Nomi was one of the most bizarre artists in the notably strange New York underground scene in the 1970s. He moved from Germany to New York in 1972, and began singing professionally after a performance in which he sang opera and disappeared in a burst of light and smoke. Nomi's style mixed po