I was lucky: I just can't drink (I get real drunk real fast and can't function, THEN I have the worst hangovers, bedridden, it just doesn't like me), and I was always terrified of drugs. So in a life where I've made most every mistake in the book (hell, they had to start a second book . . . . . ), I did manage somehow to skip those two.
I have lived long enough to know that this is an insanely cruel world at times, and human beings will understandably look for something to ease the terror, the anguish, the depressing parts of living every day. This is to be expected, and I'd think a normal reaction. And I'm no preacher about these things: The occasional drink or toke after a hard day, who am I to say anything ?
In my experience (including myself) though, we are not wired to where occasional is a lifelong state.
Drugs and alcohol are the occupational hazards of the music business. We don't say 'Sex, drugs, and rock & roll' for nothing. And yet if you look at the many, many musicians who wound up as drunks and addicts, and the resulting damages to their careers, lives, and loved ones from a strictly objective standpoint, the only reasonable choice is 'I Do Not Want To End Up Like That', based on the experiences of all who were lost for parts of their careers or lost completely to the grave.
In my days as strictly a club player, never a musician for a chart act, I can count over a dozen deaths of musicians I played with. Then there's the other couple dozen on their third rehab or fourth marriage. Regrettably much more than the few I know who survived to find a program and live to tell about it.
I have alcoholism in my family, and I learned about mean drunks as a kid. I learned everything else on the bandstand.
This weekend, just down the road in Manchester, TN, is this year's Bonnaroo Festival, where the local authorities have stocked 2,000 ( that's right, TWO THOUSAND ) Narcan pens and sprays to hopefully save lives. And we'll lose some kids regardless, already one I know of.
That tells me everything I need to know about 'partying'.
So I'd say, Glocke, you have the right idea. I'd make no apologies or feel less about yourself if you 'can't hang', you've lived to smarten up before it's too late.
Good for You, and All the Best,
Joey