MY LIFE STORY
Velvet Revolver's bass-playing rock god
Duff mcKagan has been through some crazy
shit in his life, but nothing has affected
him more than his pancreas exploding.
He explains to Jamie Hibbard why you dont
want to go through the same expereince
like he had.
"I was resigned
to the fact that I'd live fast and die
young. Then I turned 30, my pancreas exploded
and Iended up in hospital."[
When and where were
you born?
1978...Nah it was Seattle Washington in
1964.
Whats your earliest
childhood memory?
Probably music. I've seven older brothers
and sisters, so I grew up with a lot of
really cool music like Jimi Hendrix, Zeppelin,
The Stones... My oldest brothers 20 years
my senior so I also remember him getting
married and another brother going off
to the Vietnam war.
What was your relationship
with your parents like and what influence
have their had on you?
My dad left when I was young. He retired
from the fire department and then started
working for an insurance company investigating
fires, and that gave him a lot of free
time. He married my mom back in World
War II and he'd never gotten to sow his
wild oats so he started doing it. I'd
come hom from school and hed be in bed
with some other lady. So he was gone pretty
early.
My mom - and I know everyone says this
- but she was a complete saint, and I
still look up to all her values. We didn't
grow up with a lot of money at all, and
to this day I don't live lavishly, To
you it might seem so, but I don't have
a chef or any of that shit. I'm a dad
and we don't have a nanny or anything,
so I got a lot of good values from my
mom. She gave me a great example to live
by in my life.
When did you first
realise that a 9-5 lifestyle wasnt for
you?
I worked a lot of jobs and played in a
lot of punk rock bands but I never thought
I'd actually make money from playing music.
That was the furthest thing from my mind.
But there was a lot of heroin in Seattle
back in the 80's and I had to get away
from that, so I moved to LA. I was really
at the top of my game in Seattle and a
lot of people told me "If you don't
get out of here now you'll never get out."
So I left and went to Hollywood and got
into a whole new set of troubles.
I met Slash, Izzy moved in across the
street from me and along with him came
Axl, and really the first time we all
got in the room...I'd been in a lot of
bands and there was always one weak link
guy, but that was the first band where
there wasn't a weak guy. It was like fucking
eletricity the first time we played and
everyone knew it.
How big a part have
drink and drugs played in your life?
Massive. The whole time with Guns N' Roses
was complete chaos, especially near the
end. At first it was great fun chaos,
and then it was just drink and drugs to
keep yourself feeling ok, and some gigs
we'd miss, in front of 80,000 people,
or the singer wouldnt show up. But for
me and Slash it was all about the fans
who bought tickets, and we weren't going
to say fuck it and call off the tour,
so we went through with it. And we paid
a heavy price. By the time we were done
with the Illusions tour - in 1994 - my
pancrease blew with no warning. Well,
actually, a lot of shit was going wrong,
like my skin was falling off. I basically
thought I was just going to die. I'd resigned
myself to the fact that I'd be dead by
30. I'd tried to stop many times, but
just couldn't, so I was convinced I was
going to live fast and die young.
But then I turned 30, my pancrease exploded,
and I ended up in hospital. My firend
found me in my house and carried me to
hospital coz I just couldn't dial 911.
I was consious but I was in so much pain,
like someone had stuck a dagger in my
chest and slowly dragged it down.
So I got into the hospital and they gave
me a whole bunch of morphine, but the
pain didn't go away. They did an ultrasound
and I saw my doctors face turn white.
Then they gave me a form to sign to say
they could take part of my pancreas out
and if I surivived then I'd be diabetic.
I said to the surgeon 'Just fucking kill
me.' It hurt so bad.
Then at the last minute while they were
prepping for surgery they did another
ultrasound and my pancreas had started
comming back down. So they held on and
it kept comming down. I had morphine in
my right arm with a buttom - so I could
control it myself - and lithium in the
other arm with a buttom ofr the DT's.
But you survived so
how did that change your life?
My doctor said "Your going to live.
There's a reason your here, so don't waste
it this time. Don't fuck it up."
I always remember that. So they sent me
to rehab. My mom passed away from Parkinsons
during that time, but before that she
came to visist me in a wheelchair and
I - her youngest son - was in a wheelchair.
It wasn't cool. I was all bloated and
had tubes comming out... I really felt
like I'd let her down when she was all
crying. I got out of rehab, shaking like
a leaf. My insides hurt - they still do
- from getting 3rd degree burns on the
inside.
So I decided to start riding my mountain
bike and entered a race a few weeks later,
and I thought if I could make four weeks
then I could make four weeks. So I started
hanging with bike-rider guys who were
all like "Wow, i got wasted last
night. We were drinking likerock star
dudes!" So I asked them what that
meant and they'd go "Well we drank
like four beers!" I'd then tell them
what we used to get up to!
How much did you drink?
A gallon of vodka a day, as much cocaine
as i could get my hands on...anything
to get high. But the problem is that the
more you do the more harder it is to get
up there. I wasn't getting high off the
coke, I wasn't getting drunk, so it was
back to heroin and Quaaludes or whatever
pills I could get. Anything to get me
fucking high. But it was impossible. Even
now my resistance is so high, after 10
years, if I go to get dentistry done or
something a normal person has two shorts
of novacaine, I have to have 12.
Whats a typical Friday
night with Duff like now?
When I'm home? I've got two girls, so
we'd watch a movie, then they'd go to
sleep and my wife and I would fuck.
What's the most extravagant
thing you've ever bought?
The last time I was here in London I bought
a diamond ring at De Beers for my wife.
I was in there and said 'Give me the biggest
ring you've got.' I ran down there too,
so I got to De beers and Iwas sweating.
There's three security doors and then
two guards with ear peices looking at
me standing there with just my wallet
and a frantic look on my face cos we had
a photoshoot in 20 minutes. I look at
the girl behind the counter and ask her
to show me their diamond rings, and she
asks what my price range is. I said 'just
show me what you've got.' And I bought
the biggest one.
How do you think you
and Slash compareed to the Rolling Stones
Kick and Keith?
Just fine. We gave them a run for their
money. I think we stood on the edge of
the cliff. Actually I could almost say
we suppased those guys!