Three Chords and a Grudge - This Ain't no Holiday Inn: Down and Out at the Chelsea Hotel 1980-1995 - page 126

Straight Edge Gets Dull
EventhoughDeeDeewascleaningupfromdrugsandalcohol,heoccasionallybackslidand
bought some heroin.
ROBERT CAMPBELL
I only did dope with Dee Dee once. He took my guitar cord, wrapped it around
hisarmandshotup.Hesaid,“Iguessyouwanttosharemyneedle withme,don't
you?” He had a bottle of bleach.
“No,” I said. “I don't.” So I snorted a bag, and then I went over to visit these
threewomen,Nancyandherfriends.Iwassupposedtogobackandhangoutwith
Dee Dee when we were high, but I didn't return, and I think he really held that
against me. But, man, it was hard to do that. I had so much going on—I had my
girlfriend giving me pressure, and I had a stressful job with Harry Fox because I
owed all this money—like thousands of dollars for my room at the Chelsea—and
I was hustling all I could. Always on my mind was “Let's make some money!”
Everynowandthen,DeeDeewouldgetholdofaquarter-poundofweed.And
I had the scales, and I knew people. So he would supply it, I would sell it, and
we'd split the profit. We didn't smoke any of the weed we were selling—it was a
business kind of thing.
But one day, Dee Dee came by my room at the Chelsea and knocked on my
door. He had this beautiful chick with him, Laura Allen. 77 I mean she was knock-
down gorgeous. Dee Dee told me she used to be a runway model. But she was
crazy. She was a bad girl.
I just looked at her.
Dee Dee said, “Lucky me, huh, Robert?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“How about giving me a joint?”
So I rolled a joint and gave it to him.
Two or three days later, I didn't have any weed. So I called him up, “Hey Dee
Dee, will you lemme get a joint off you?”
Hejustwentballistic.“We'rejustnotgoingtodothisanymore!Thisisn'tmu-
sic! We're just not going to do this!” He freaked out so badly that he brought my
scales and the weed back to my place, and he was all pissed off. Of course two
or three days later, everything was back to normal. Dee Dee was like a child. Of