Tommy Lee walked into the kitchen of his hilltop house wearing a pair of bluejeans, his black (and orange) hair flopping around his face. His naked torso was tan, muscled and inked with tattoos.
He muttered hello, bobbing his head and shoulders in the manner of a teenager and disappeared up the stairs to his bedroom with a young woman wearing a lacy tank top.
Whoa. Was the interview already over?
"Oh, that's the groomer," his publicist, Dvora, said.
Ah. Mr. Lee had gone to get pretty.
It is easy to imagine what he ought to look like in real life. Anyone who reads People magazine or has an Internet connection will have formed some lasting mental image of him. After 20 years in rock 'n' roll, most spent with the spandex-and-Aqua Net band Motley Crue -- decades marked by drug and alcohol abuse, police brawls, rehab, jail, broken bones, lawsuits and three marriages -- Lee should by all rights look beat up. But he is a member of the lucky-genes club: viewed through slightly squinted eyes, he could pass for about 25.
Twenty minutes later he returned to the kitchen, his face spackled with foundation and eye shadow.
"Hey man," he said. Lee, 42, wore silver hoops in his ears and his nose, and a T-shirt with a picture of an elephant on it that read, "For good luck, rub my trunk."
Facing his 40s, Lee has decided to undertake an image intervention. His first step at prettification has been to write a memoir, Tommyland, published in mid-October by Atria Books, in which he gets to tell his side of the story.
Catharsis
The book, he explained, was partly reinvention, partly catharsis. With a co-writer, Anthony Bozza, Lee gets to tell about his marriages to Heather Locklear and Pamela Anderson (and to an exotic dancer named Candace), the depravity of the Motley Crue band members, the accusations of spousal abuse by Anderson, the terror of his time in jail and his decision to get a life coach.
But in the world of aging rock stars, words like reinvention mean one thing: the career is in the toilet, and a manager somewhere has started making noises about headline-grabbing stunts like religious conversion or tell-all books or plastic surgery.
In Lee's case, the final results of the transformation are unclear: after all, he is perhaps better known not as the drummer for a band that had hits like Smokin' in the Boys Room but as the kind of celebrity society requires to satisfy its own obsession.
Any lingering interest in Motley Crue has long since been trumped by his tabloid escapades and marriages to blond Hollywood babes, said Leo Braudy, a professor of literature at the University of Southern California and the author of The Frenzy of Reknown: Fame and Its History.
"He went from being known for doing something to being famous for -- well, being famous," Braudy said. "You lose whatever identity you have and become an appendage of Pam Anderson, or an appendage of all the infinite references to your name. You become the empty center of all those references."
Lee said he was happy to be out of Anderson's wake.
"I am so happy and mellow that I do not have to deal with that anymore," he said.
Lee's marriage to Anderson (with whom he made the famous sex tape) was part of the reason for him to write -- and for his publishers to sell -- Tommyland. He and Anderson, a Baywatch star and former Playboy model, met on New Year's Eve 1994 and married after a four-day ecstasy-fueled courtship in Mexico. Four years and two sons later, estranged from Anderson, Lee kicked her in the buttocks during an argument while she was holding their younger son. She punched him first, he writes, and besides, he was wearing slippers when he kicked her. But his son bumped his head during the encounter, and Anderson called the police.
Lee was charged with one count of spousal abuse, one count of child abuse and one count of unlawful possession of a firearm. He pleaded no contest to the spousal abuse charge and served four months in the Los Angeles County Jail.
"That was gnarly," Lee said.
"If you're a celebrity or something," he added, "they put you in something called a K-10, a keep-away, so you're not with any of the other inmates. You're in solitary, basically, for months."
Reflection
The experience of solitude prompted him to reflect. He had been moving nonstop since he dropped out of high school to form Motley Crue, and the years following were a blur of Jack Daniel's, heroin and group sex.
"I needed to stop and turn off the motor," he said. "Since the age of 17, I had been flooring it. So once I got there, I was, like, `I'm going to take advantage of the silence in prison and just chill and check in with Tommy.' I would have preferred to post up in some cabin in Montana with no phone and no TV, but it was the same experience in a way."
He paused and twirled out his cigarette. "Don't get me wrong," he added. "I am not saying I deserved it."
After he served his sentence, Lee tried to resume a relatively normal life. But in June 2001, at a children's birthday party at his house, a 4-year-old guest drowned. Again he was the center of attention not because of his music but because of a scandal, this time a fatal one. The parents filed a wrongful-death suit, accusing Lee of negligence; last year a jury rejected their claims.
It was the child's death that in part spurred him to clear the decks on another aspect of his life and put his house, which is also called Tommyland, on the market.
"This place has amazing memories for me," Lee said. "My boys were born upstairs. But it also has terrible, terrible memories for me -- for one, the little boy dying. And it's time. It's been nine years. ... The book is out. The house, gone."
But where will he go next? For starters, Mr. Lee has embarked upon a predictable celebrity rite of passage: the reality show.
Lee's six-part show, to run on NBC sometime next year with him playing himself, follows him as he tries a quickie college education at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Lee played some scenes from the show on a Macintosh computer in his office. In one, he pulls up in a red sports car next to two attractive college women clutching books to their chests and asks for directions to the dean's office. In another, he plays drums in the band at a football game in front of 77,000 fans.
He laughed. "Awesome," he said. "Right?"
The subtext of the show, he said, is "classic `fish out of water': you know, rock star goes to college in full-blown middle America." He said he was taking it "semi-seriously."
Lee, whose intelligence glints below a surface blunted by a foreshortened education and a California rock 'n' roll lifestyle, said there was something poignant about his going to college for televised entertainment. "Look, I dig a challenge," he said. "But it's not as easy as I thought. Would I go back to school? I don't know. I don't know. Maybe. Maybe not. No."
For now he is spending time with his sons and working on new music. Next to a dim seraglio piled with floor pillows in his studio, which is tucked at the back of the house, Lee fiddled with a bank of computers and played a song that he had recorded with Nick Carter, a former Backstreet Boy. "And I'm approaching Lenny Kravitz," he said.
Lee feels confident about entering the next phase of his life, he said, in part because he has worked through some of his major problems. Under court order, he participated in more than 50 anger-management classes.
And drugs and alcohol are no longer a major problem. Although the Jaegermeister on tap in his studio is certainly cause for suspicion.
"Oh, I still drink, but the days of bad craziness are done," Lee said. "I woke up one day and said, `You know, I can't do this anymore.' It's either going to get worse, or I'm going to wind up dead." He paused, pulling thoughtfully at the square patch of beard on his chin. "And also, I was like, dude, I've done it all. There's really nothing else to do. I mean, unless they come out with something new I haven't tried. Which I doubt."
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