Sarabande, Ch. 16
Some things had changed, in the few days they’d been together, Stella was beginning to piece together the logic of his personality. She had seen him hold himself rigid and expressionless in public, seen the defences he constructed against his business adversaries. On stage and in private, his sensuality was unbridled– and nearly identical. Tracy [...]
Sarabande, Ch. 11
“Oh, Tracy,” she breathed silently, when he came strutting into the hotel room in his performance clothes. All black leather and bridal lace; undoubtably, this was the Tracy Bell of all her fantasies– and so weak they seemed, compared to the reality of him. Tony loomed behind him, his skin nearly as dark as his [...]
Tracy’s Journal, pt 2
CLEVELAND The show last night sucked. Too hot in the stadium and fights in the audience. One kid got stabbed bad, they’re calling it racial. What am I supposed to do? My mom and dad are both black, but me and Tamara are so light and we don’t look like the rest of the family. [...]
Tracy’s Journal, pt 1
LOS ANGELES, DAY ONE 24 days on the road. Long Beach Arena, funky-ass crowd. Mike Rourke is working on a live recording, get us off for Christmas. He say we got good tape. I got a virgin before the show, blood and all. She say she was saving it for me, and there ain’t any [...]
Fantasia
Rhythm intro in four-four time “Okay, boys and girls,” The producer said over the studio intercom; “We got that one down cold. It could be your next hit, Tracy. It’s a big rocker!” “That’s the only way we do it, man,” Tracy said in satisfaction, as he laid his guitar aside. He pulled the headphones [...]