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Kisa fesses up to faking it

Kisa fesses up to faking it

Jan. 8 | They sat on leather-cushioned wrought iron benches outside a gyro bodega in the small park behind the Chrysler Building. A stone’s throw, basically, across the street from Grand Central Station. Kisa dabbed a drop of cucumber sauce from her lower...

Kisa lured Keith into her hotel room

Kisa lured Keith into her hotel room

Jan. 2 | Keith had studied Kisa there in his London hotel’s lobby as they’d toasted his good fortune to be fully booked up back in New York and she’d sipped her drink. She had a marvelously girlish smile that thoroughly disarmed. They’d found themselves...

Kisa’s message takes Keith back in time to a road tour and London…

Kisa’s message takes Keith back in time to a road tour and London…

Dec. 24 | Keith woke surprisingly refreshed. Hopped out of bed, went straight to make coffee, promising himself that soon as he was thoroughly conscious, he’d call Lesli. And be careful not to mess up. There were two messages on his voicemail. One from the...

Along comes Kisa

Along comes Kisa

Dec. 18 |   As long as he was downtown, Keith decided to swing by Sheridan Square. If, for nothing else, to see what group of rabble rousers was protesting which social or political or corporate evil. Not that he gave a damn about injustice. If anything,...

What to do about Leslie?

What to do about Leslie?

Dec. 4 | 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

Nov. 27 | 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

Nov. 20 | 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

Nov. 13 | 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

Nov. 6 | 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

Oct. 30 | 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...