[Looks from window]

This was my sister.

You must be aware that there are a number of rumors about Tom Mancosa’s interactions with your father.

Preacher was protective of me.

And Tommy was protective of Preacher.

You’ve never used a last name. You’ve always been known solely as Lyla.

[Firmly]

Yes, I have.

Josh and Bobby

Jesse:

[Off tape]

It’s general knowledge that Bobby Sheridan demanded the Roadmasters be dropped from the tour after the incident in the hotel restaurant that next morning in Chicago.

[Laughs shortly]

Yeah.

[Shakes head]

Yeah. And for once, that wasn’t him being an asshole. That was punk-ass shit we pulled.

Lame, punk-ass shit.

Josh’d had a busy night that night, including talking to that reporter and spewing the bullshit lies he spewed.

But that’s no excuse.

Tom was getting calls from the label, from Bobby’s manager, from the National Enquirer, [shakes head again] from everybody.

And bad timing for Josh, Preacher was coming down for breakfast when Tom got in the elevator with him and Preacher’s already not happy with Josh.

So, he got an earful.

They show at the breakfast table, Josh is sittin’ there with me and Dave, and to this day, I wonder what screw he had loose that he did what he did and then showed at band breakfast like he hadn’t pulled that shit hours before.

But whatever screw it was, it was fuckin’ loose.

And when Preach and Tom got there, they were rarin’ to go.

When he’s ready to roll, it’s impossible to hold Preacher back, and not because he was such a big guy.

Only one who could do it was Tommy.

Unless Tommy was good to let loose.

And the shit that Josh said and what it might mean to the band?

Tom was good to let loose.

Josh had no hope.

I was just glad Preach left Lyla up in the room.

It’s rumored that Preacher gave Hardy a broken nose and jaw. The label then paid for his medical care and for him to quietly go away.

Listen, I don’t know anything about that.

Really, [holds up both hands and shrugs] that was done on a level way above me.

I know they were getting ready to drop “Night Lies” and the album was selling like crazy and Bobby was from the south and he hadn’t totally sold out dates in the Midwest and East and those dates were selling out because we were on the bill.

So, they’d do anything to keep us out on the road, promoting that album and selling concert tickets without anything weighing it down.

That’s all I know.

Honest.

I’ll tell you this, that was punk-ass shit we pulled, breaking up that restaurant with Preach and Tom delivering a beatdown on Josh.

But be it there, or admittedly it woulda been better somewhere else…

He deserved it.