Kirk Windstein
I was wondering who was going to have the ball-bag to ask Kirk Windstein about his recent rehab stint. After all, that’s a touchy subject and Kirk’s something of a loose cannon. Thankfully, we have the NY Hard Rock Music Examiner (say that ten times fast) to boldly beat around the bush.

Instead of just asking Kirk about it, which I’d do if someone would put me on the phone with him, this Elliot Levin chap references his college friends who were in rehab and “miss the point” by having the best time of their lives. Kirk took the bait.

“They probably did. It’s real simple, dude. It’s one of those things where it gets to the point where not only is it not fun anymore but it’s a problem. When it starts affecting all aspects of your life, it’s time to stop. So everybody’s going, ‘Congratulations.’ I’m like, ‘Don’t congratulate me.’ People fall off every day. 90% of people that stop start again. So you just go day by day. It’s actually easier, believe it or not, on this particular tour, because we’re doing 23 shows in a row. Staying busy keeps me away from being bored, which used to be a lot of my problem.”

Wait, boredom can lead to self-destructive, abusive behavior? Who knew? “I’m touring and I’m bored and it’s an off day or I’m travelling and boom, there ya go, it’s fun again ‘cause I’m drunk. And it’s not like that [on this tour].”

The NY Hard Rock Music Examiner then asks whether Kirk was worried about getting back out there on the road after drying out?

“Well, yes and no. And what I mean by yes is because you’re obviously surrounded by it. But no, because, let’s be honest, my drug of choice is beer. It’s not only socially accepted, you can’t even watch a football game without having it shoved in your face a thousand times. In New Orleans it’s literally a way of life. Drinking goes with everything; there’s always an excuse to drink. We sell beer and liquor 24/7/365 everywhere, you can buy a fifth of vodka at 3 a.m. on Easter Sunday if you want. So it’s one of those things where it’s not like cocaine or heroin or whatever, when you’re on those kind of drugs you quit calling the dealer, you quit hanging out at the places you used to frequent or you quit hanging out with those people. You can’t get away; I can’t fill my car up at a gas station without Coors Light, Bud Light, Corona, whatever; it’s just the way it is.”

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