Have just watched the Louis Thereoux again. Striking that he talks about Katia wanting him to get clean but not him wanting to be clean. You have to want it for you. His eyes have such sadness. I always assumed he was a large and happy troubadour now. Living in France, singing for his supper, an occasional drink maybe, over the addictions, but that doesn't seem the case. He seems haunted and he he hasn't done the work. I wish after writing those songs that are a soundtrack to so many of our lives he was at peace and able to live off them. But really doesn't seem so. I hope anyone demonising addiction from their ivory towers has thrown away their Stones records, their Hendrix records, their Doors records, their Pouges records, their Nirvana records, their Amy records. There's so much more to it all than a Mr Mackey drugs are bad m'kay soundbite. Not a dig at any posters on here btw. Just societal attitudes. There but for the grace of God go I is a good and humbling rule of thumb.