XXVI. CHARLIE’S DEVILS
Exhausted, Estrella lay prone on the old leather couch, his feet across LaRissa’s thighs. At first, the reporter thought to shove Charlie’s feet off her legs, but then she felt honored in a way that the rock icon was comfortable enough to be so relaxed with her.
His eyes shut, arms folded behind his head, Charlie was ready to continue his incredible life story.
Charlie’s Devils was ready to rock. Myron helped to assemble a solid group of musicians behind me. In addition to Randy Lagani on drums, there was Lemuel Zeller, who went by “Q.,” on bass. Q. and Randy are the closest I have ever had to brothers. Well, Randy was…
Anyway, Q. and I even resemble each other quite a bit. Lots of folks assume we are brothers. His back story is a lot like mine. Absent father, co
