Hey... I'm in L.A.
When's the next gig? Drinks are on ME!!!
Actually... I'm really sorry that You're in that type of situation. I was in a very fun/creative 2 man band situation with the most creative/amazing guitar player that I have ever met, who was also one of the best singers. We'd get together and record, a couple of times a week. I'd do the writing, and program drums. Sometimes, We'd get lucky, and one of My good friends who is a professional drummer would be available, and He'd lay tracks. I have some really cool stuff because of these "sessions."
Anyhow... the thing is... He was a total Jeckyl and Hyde. And yes... we fist fought on more than one occasion. He was always remorseful, apologetic, and... well... the recordings were "worth?" the occasional tiff...
Fast forward to us adding a Singer (who wasn't as good as He, but fit perfectly. It made for great harmonies). We finally decided to find a drummer, and play LIVE.
On the night that we had everything cued up, and ready to add the "new guys" vocals to some previously recorded tunes, Guitarist goes off like never before. When I say that we had fought in the past, those were basically tiffs. A little bit of swinging, mostly wrasslin'. This time... it was real. If Singer wasn't there, who knows how far it would have gone this time.
I left. I said to Guitarist, "Call Me when You get clean, if You don't die first."
Two weeks later... He did.
7 years later, It still really bothers Me that those were the last words that I ever said to Him.
But... I guess one can only survive on Marlboro's, Jack Daniels, and Speed for so long...
Moral of the story? Give Him some "time off." In the least, it may wake him up. MOST EXTREME case scenario... You may just save His life.