It’s So Easy by McKagan Duff

Author:McKagan, Duff [McKagan, Duff]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Touchstone
Published: 2011-10-04T06:00:00+00:00

PART FOUR

I’D LOOK RIGHT UP AT NIGHT AND ALL I’D SEE WAS DARKNESS

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

The shows in Rio should have marked the triumphant beginning of a new phase in the history of the band, but instead it felt as if Guns N’ Roses had somehow changed from a band into a traveling extravaganza in which we each just played a more or less independent role. We had added more people to the band, but there was much less sense that we were a unit of any kind, big or small. During that trip to Brazil, I sometimes felt completely alone and alienated even in my own band. I loved Guns N’ Roses, I loved all the members of Guns N’ Roses, including the new guys. But something still felt terribly wrong.

I drank every day prior to Rock in Rio, but I could still pull myself out of it at times and curtail my drinking. The shows in Rio were the beginning of a three-year headlong dive into drugs and booze—the darkest days of my life. For me, there was a difference between drinking a half gallon of vodka a day and drinking a quart or a liter. A liter was pretty good. Beginning in Rio, I drank half a gallon a day, every day.

Back in L.A., Mandy called me to say she was going to start dating. Great, you should. Her new boyfriend had a posse of friends. They showed up at the Rainbow one night and came up to me in the parking lot while I was waiting for my car. The boyfriend introduced himself, all puffed up and threatening.

“She’s always fucking talking about you,” he said, “and I want to let you know that I’m the guy now.”

I didn’t have a problem with that, I told him.

He confronted me a second time another night. Finally, the third time, at Spice club, I was drunk and pissed off that he kept doing this, so I said, “Okay, dude, you want to do something about it?”

We went outside through a side door. He had his friends and I had mine. He took a swing at me and I ducked. I got lucky—he missed. As I came up I swung and broke his nose. He went straight down.

I felt bad the next day. Someone called me and said he’d been taken to the hospital. I asked them to give him my phone number.

He called and said, “Hey, I can’t afford this hospital bill.”

“Listen, man, I’m real sorry about decking you,” I said. “How much is the bill?”

“Four hundred and fifty bucks,” he said.

“Well, I can help you out,” I said. “How about I pay half?”

“That would be great, man, thanks,” he said.

Then he added, “That was a great shot you put on me, by the way.”

I told him to come up to my house to pick up the money, but warned him not to come with his dudes. Come alone. It took him a few days to swing by, but finally he showed up.

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