By Amanda Chicago Lewis. And being held at gunpoint by a megalomaniacal rock star? Not when the rock star has spent the past three months, the entire spring of , living a fantasy life right in front of you, sipping martinis and passing a joint around at 11a. Lee made Gauthier feel small, and Gauthier had spent his entire life feeling small. Here was a guy who, on his 18th birthday, lost his virginity to a Vegas hooker. Here was an L. Most people dismiss him as a doofus, a conspiracy theorist who likes fast, powerful cars and dating porn stars.
He even did some scenes himself, and spent his time hanging around an adult-film studio, building sets and chatting up starlets. A studio troll, they called him. It screwed with my head. Now he wanted revenge. He wanted the drummer to feel vulnerable, to realize that he was just a human being, not an invincible rock god, even if he had sold 20 million records by the age of He had no idea that the safe also contained a homemade tape that would promise him dazzling riches and then ruin his life.
But Lee might not see it that way. Two years ago, Gauthier received a Facebook message from a page bearing the name Tommy Lee.
Starting in the spring of , as information trickled out about what was on the tape, everyone wanted to see it, whether to gawk at the home life of two superstars or condemn the empty-headed, sex-addicted narcissists who presumably leaked it themselves.
The couple already had a reputation for carnal and pharmaceutical indulgence, but peeping on their love play offered an entirely new level of dirty, thrilling violation, as we leap-frogged PR flacks, centerfold photographers and even the paparazzi to land squarely in the most private of worlds.
