According to Rick James: I hit rock bottom, the Mary Jane Girls were gone. Process and the Doo Rags split up. Val Young was now with Bobby Brown and most of the Stone City Band had left. I couldn't support them any longer because I was too busy getting high.
My world was crumbling right in front of me and I didn't care.
All my time was spent getting high and waiting on death.
Sometimes I would meet a chick and we'd get high for hours. Soon as she said she was married, something inside me said "NO!" The night I met Vanity at the awards, I also met Robert DeNiro's wife Barbara. She came on so strong that I was freaking. As soon as I found out she was Bobby's wife, I left her alone, and that's the truth.
I love gay people, especially the ones who don't thrown their shyt in your face. I have found some men handsome and even attractive-on a man level-that's honesty. But never have I wanted a man to suck my d**k or me to suck his.
When my contract was up with Motown, I flew to New York to meet with Clive Davis at Arista. I've always had a lot of respect for Clive, even though he refused the Mary Jane Girls when I was shopping them before Motown snapped them up. Clive, upon hearing their tape, sent me a letter telling me he didn't think the Mary Jane Girls were going to hit. He later apologized.
Back home, every hour of the day or night, the house was filled with people indulging in orgies, kinky ass sex, bestiality, all kinds of shyt. Decadence and perversion ruled and the people who tired of it were easily replaced. I thrived on breaking in women, conquering and destroying, turning them on to freebase. The atmosphere was wild and evil.
Things had gotten so bad that I was studying the occult and I started claiming the devil.
In the midst of all this insanity and drug use, a woman named Cathy Townsend, daughter of Ed Townsend who co-wrote "Let's Get It On & Got To Give It Up," with Marvin Gaye. She started hanging around. Unfounded rumors suggest that her mother is white singer Connie Francis.
Anyway, I had met Cathy before and she was a born thief, and a hoe, which is how she paid for her drugs, still, I liked her. She was very funny and always kept me laughing. One day Cathy brought a girl, Courtney, to the house as a gift for me. She was dressed like a hoe. The first fifteen minutes she was there we were on the floor having sex. Later, I found out she loved smoking coke and she loved women.
When she left after spending a month with me, she went back to her pimp at a motel where they were staying. The pimp was a drug dealer and a drug addict, and he was furious at her for being at my house and not coming back with no money. This pimp had a way of punishing his women. He burned them with a pipe.
My girlfriend ended up taking Courtney to the hospital, the police came after me because when my girlfriend left the hospital, the staff took down my license plate number.
It was a big conspiracy.