Introduction.

So, I've had this idea for a while. I want to write a book based on the idea that a certain segment of our population needs to be on drugs. I'm talking about rock stars, comedians, and other entertainers. We count on them and their addictions to make great art. We crave it. We buy their albums, go to their movies, and read their books; and we count on them to abuse themselves for our pleasure. We need them to be hooked on all kinds of substances. We need them to ruin their personal relationships. That's what they do. We all play a role in society and there's is just as, if not more, important as any Senator or CEO.

We expect these folks to live on the edge. It's part of their job. Normal folks don't have jobs where we can go on a three day coke binge and not get fired. Most of us can't just go out and have sex with any model we want. Most of us can't show up to work too drunk to walk and still get paid. We'd like to, but whether you are a mortgage broker or a pharmaceutical salesmen there are certain things we can't get away with. We understand that and we're willing to make certain sacrifices, but we expect our entertainers to live that life for us.

This blog is about what happens when they stop living that life. What happens when they hit that point in their life where they think they can still be entertaining without the drugs. When they find some woman their going to settle down and start a family with, and someone convinces them to go to the most dreaded place for anyone who is a fan of great art... REHAB!!! This person, usually their manager or their wife, has no interest in great art. No they are interested in cold hard cash. Sure, they'll say they just care about them and don't want to hear about them overdosing one night on the tour. Bullshit!! They are on the gravy train and they want to stay on it. They want them to start mailing it in.

We all know what happens next. We read somewhere that said rock star has decided to stop abusing themselves. They then make the rounds all over the media talking about how they are clean and sober and better than ever. Then they put out some mediocre album that their label is going to put a big promotional budget behind because they know that this rock star will actually show up for shit now because he's sober and realizes his hot ass wife married him for money.

It's a sad tale and it's been played out way too many times, but no one ever talks about the victims in these tales. What about us, the album and ticket buying public? We're just supposed to buy this crap? Sure we could just start listening to some new band that's all coked up, but we feel like we have a relationship with these guys. We bought all their previous albums. We went to the movies. We know they can do it. We've seen it. Surely the drugs weren't the only thing that drew us to them. Right?

My hope is that some young rock star will read this when he's thinking about going to rehab. He'll realize that he can always get a divorce, he can get a new manager, but what he can't do is stop being a fucking rock star. Rock stars don't show up on time. They show up when they damn well feel like it. Rock stars don't sober up. They turn it up to eleven. That's the point of being a fucking rock star. So, buck up big guy. One more line of coke. One more pill. One more drink. Do it for the kids!!!