CHAPTER THREESAUCE PIQUANTE
It was hard for Jesse to admit to himself that his showboating had caused so much trouble for the band. He tried to blame the police, the neighboring club owners and even Dutch.
Dale finally had to sit him down for a little talk. “You have nobody to blame but yourself. You know you can be your own worst enemy. You want so much to be the center of attention that you’ll do almost anything to get there.”
Jesse had to smile at the irony of the situation. “Odd that you, the lead singer, would be talking to me about needing to be the center of attention.”
“I might be the lead singer but you’re the one who leads us into all kinds of illegal activity.”
“It wasn’t me who called the cops.” Jesse tried to defend himself.
“No, but it was you who got half of Bourbon St
