I saw his body thrashing round. I saw his heart rate going down. I saw him in convulsive throes. I said, "I'll have one of those." Hillary had Everest in his veins; Armstrong did moon, was never the same - Heroes explore to give us hope: River Phoenix pushed back the envelope. I drank the slab that Bon Scott drunk; I injected some of Hendrix's junk; I booked a seat on Lynyrd Skynyrd's plane; Mama Cass's sandwich? - I ate the same. But now I'm bored and there's no stoppin' - I need another celeb to fill a coffin. Where will I get my next drug action? Odds on it will be Michael Jackson.