dirty about Lyla with any of the band, so she doesn’t continue down that road.
“What I’m sayin’ again is,” she goes on, “it’s none of your goddamn business.”
And I just brave the beast, look right into her eyes and say, “Tim’s my brother. So, he’s my business.”
She looks at Tim and demands, “Tim, get rid of them.”
Now this is not a good situation for a brother to be in.
Somehow, she’s got him whipped but his two boys are standing there.
No man should let a woman, and just sayin’, that shit is vice versa, pull his leash ever, but definitely not in front of his boys.
Shades of the real Dave shine through and he says to Timmy, “I get it. She ain’t hard to look at. But you can get any pussy you want, dude. Lose this chick. She ain’t worth it.”
[Smiles]
Well…
[Starts laughing]
Needless to say, this does not make Leeanne happy and she loses it.
I mean she…fuckin’…loses it.
She’s in the middle of aiming her shit at Dave with Tim holding her back from goin’ at him when Tom shows.
And me and Dave are about looking out for our brother.
Tom’s about looking out for the band.
He sees the state of the place and gets a load of Leeanne and he says to Tim, “She goes or you’re on a break and you go with her. You need to snap out of it and take a look around you. A lot is at stake right now, Tim. And I don’t got time to be pissing around with the likes of her.”
Now I cannot say I’m totally down with Tommy laying it out like that.
And I get the vibe Dave isn’t either.
That said, it mighta been harsh, but he wasn’t wrong.
But Leeanne tips it by flying totally off the handle, screeching at Tommy that he’s not important. He’s not in the band. He doesn’t get to make decisions like that. He can’t tell Tim what to do. Tim’s actually the star of the Roadmasters, everyone knows that, and it’s about time he gets his due, whatever she thinks that is.
And a bunch of other shit.
[Lifts one shoulder in a shrug]
Whatever.
One thing we had that was solid, we all knew none of us would be where we were without the rest of us.
And that includes Tom.
And you know what, maybe that especially includes Tommy.
So, that shit spews from her mouth, whatever hold she has on Tim disintegrates, and he says, “Pack your shit.”
In the end, security had to escort her out.
Tom stayed and sorted it while Tim went with Dave and me to go get something to eat.
But when we get back, they take off and I go right to Preacher and Lyla’s room.
Because, you see, now I’ve had a few days to think on things and I haven’t had the most pleasant afternoon.
[Laughs harshly]
And he took my band.
It’s his band.
We all get along and we all do our jobs and it’s okay for you to have your own thing when it’s working.
But when you got something good, something worth it, you take care of it.
In other words, when it’s not working, you get stuck in and sort shit out.
And it did not escape me, and just sayin’, it didn’t escape Shawn, Tim or Dave either, that in the last few days, we were all in different ways in the mix to take care of it.
And Preacher was not.
I knock.
Preach answers and says, “Not a good time, brother.”
“Shit is goin’ down with the band,” I reply. “And you need to engage.”
He says, “I got my own shit.”
And I say, “Well, that’s a problem, Preach. That’s a big fuckin’ problem.”
Preacher says, “It’s gonna be all right.”
So, I say, “The rest of the tour is clean and Leeanne’s gone, security had to escort her out, but that’s the least of our shit and you know it.”
I can tell by the look on his face when I mention the tour being clean he’s not down with that and when I said the word “security” he did not like that happened, he did not like that he didn’t know, and he hadn’t been there to see to Timmy.
But even with this, he just stands in his door, this big man blocking me out, and he’s not gonna let me in.
We just look at each other and neither of us say dick until I say, “Yeah, we got a big fuckin’ problem.”
I walk away
And the fuck of it is…
He lets me.
[Off tape]
In the end, Trelane published his book, including a