terrifying Irene Richter, his majordomo. Dr. Luke was sipping a glass of the extremely powerful cold-pressed coffee that he kept in a half-gallon glass jug in the fridge. “I have crazy coffee,” he says. “It’s cold and black. We travel an hour to get this coffee.” He adds, “It’s all I have left,” making reference to the healthy California lifestyle he now pursues, his druggy New York days long behind him. “I can’t even smoke pot anymore. I get paranoid and start worrying about e-mails.”
