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What to do about Leslie?

What to do about Leslie?

Keith stashed his guitar at the studio and went for a walk to clear his head. He walked awhile, found himself at his favorite place to think and favorite place to not think —Central Park. One thing about it: If you’re anywhere in Manhattan...

Helen St. James lays down a winner

Helen St. James lays down a winner

The guys were hunkered down in the studio lobby munching on sandwiches and chips, sipping beer. Cooling their heels, shooting the breeze. The last time they’d hung with Helen had been her send-off gig several weeks ago at Kenny’s Castaways...

Helen St. James saves the day

Helen St. James saves the day

Katie had eased the door barely ajar, just enough to eavesdrop on Keith’s heated exchange with Samantha. When Keith responded to the kid’s last comment — “I’m not doing it” — Katie hurriedly retreated back into the engineering booth,...

Samantha blows the gig

Samantha blows the gig

Everybody was fed up, waiting around for the session to get underway. Few folk are more irritably restless than a bunch of bored musicians. Especially when they are some of highest paid hired guns in town. Keith was, for the last 40 minutes, having...

Keith turns down a tempting invitation

Keith turns down a tempting invitation

Keith let the shower water pour over him, pleasantly jolting his bourbon-soaked brain into a reasonable semblance of awareness. As the spray washed away the rest of his hangover along with last night’s funk, his thoughts gathered his memories into...

Keith mulls over Samantha Smith, object of Lesli’s jealousy

Keith mulls over Samantha Smith, object of Lesli’s jealousy

One thing at a time, Keith reasoned, sipping his coffee, chewing the bagel, debating whether to change clothes or keep on what he’d passed out in. He’d deal with the prospect of Lesli getting jealous over his working with Samantha Smith if and...

Keith reflects on Lesli’s imperfections, including that jealous streak

Keith reflects on Lesli’s imperfections, including that jealous streak

Luis, Keith mused, had given him hell about dropping him off at his doorstep last night lit up like a Christmas tree. Well, too damned bad for Luis. Luis, after all, had somebody to come home to and catch hell from. Keith sat in the kitchen nursing...

Lesli gets blamed for a drunken brawl  

Lesli gets blamed for a drunken brawl  

Maria cut Keith and Luis off. After one had downed several double-Jack-rocks and the other polished off as many Margaritas. Luis gave her a look. Keith started to say something. She gave them both a silencing look. Luis paid the bill and they got...

Luis’ advice: Get with another woman

Luis’ advice: Get with another woman

Keith looked lost. “Yeah, well, Louie, I thought she was the one, too. Then, well…” “Well?” his friend retorted. “Well is a hole in the ground.” He knew Luis meant well and only had his good in mind. His friend, though, would do well...

Helen in a cab, Keith walks home

Helen in a cab, Keith walks home

He saw Helen to a cab, pretty much poured her into the back seat, made a show to the driver of writing down the license number and gave the guy a huge tip. Then he wondered what the hell to do with himself. Outside of gigs, he didn’t spend a great...