LOS ANGELES, CA (1981) "A Brief Respite"

In 1981, nobody went to rehab. I doubt I even knew what rehab was.

My junior year at my fancy liberal arts college (Wesleyan) was a strange and contradictory time. The band I was in was doing great. We were playing our own songs. We had released our first single. We were packing them in at the local clubs. All of which was a dream come true.

But my mental health had fallen off a cliff. I was drinking a lot.  Doing all …