Well, I’ll give you the full story.

Trelane goes to the label who goes to Tommy, and as I hope I’ve impressed on you, Tom was not a stupid guy.

Trelane was the biggest fashion photographer out there.

And the most controversial.

He was like Robert Mapplethorpe and Herb Ritts had a naughty kid they couldn’t control, even though, he reads I said that, he’ll find me and kick my ass.

[Grins]

And he’d be right because he was his own thing.

And his own thing was the shit.

When he wasn’t shooting fashion magazine spreads, he was putting together shows that sent the Christian right to thumping their Bibles so hard, they put their fists through them.

And he wanted to shoot the band.

We all knew who he was, and not only because all of us but Preacher had dated models he’d shot, so that agenda item at a band meeting took us about thirty seconds to discuss before we said yes.

Deal was, for the first time for anyone outside our inner circle, Trelane had all access all the time except when a member of the band was in their own space, say in their suite. He couldn’t invade that unless he had permission.

And Preacher wanted right of refusal on whether or not he published images he’d taken of Lyla.

We thought that last would blow the deal.

But Trelane agreed.

The man even walked out onstage to take pictures of us while we were playing, with Preacher saying shit into the mic like, “That’s Cat Trelane, and the man’s got talent, so if you don’t know who he is, find out. He’s thinkin’ of putting together a book with pictures of the Roadmasters on tour. So, he decides we’re worthy of that, you better fuckin’ buy it.”

And man, when that book came out, I’ll tell you what.

[Lengthy pause]

They bought it.

But Trelane dipped in and out of the tour. He wasn’t with us the whole time.

When he was, he was everywhere.

Sound check. Backstage. Dressing room. When we were partying. On the plane with us.

And true to form with him, we watch, and his favorite subject, bar none, is Lyla.

But also, he’s all about Leeanne.

Not with pictures so much.

But he had a fascination with her he didn’t hide.

The band caught it, and I can’t say any of us got it.

She definitely caught it, and she came in thinking her shit didn’t stink, but that made her think it smelled like roses.

I don’t think Tim noticed.

[Off tape]

I see your theme continues, dark and light.

Yeah.

And not only because Lyla is blonde and Leeanne was a brunette.

Because one woman had a soul of gold and one had a black heart.

We really had it good.

We really did.