I know a guy exactly like that. A brilliant man, a gifted musician, but he was also his own worst enemy. Chased all his friends and relatives away with his drunken antics. Then one day he woke up in a jail cell with two black eyes, knots upside his head, and bruises all over him. And he had no idea how he got there, because he’d had a blackout. Later he learned that he had gotten into a bar fight with an undercover cop, who called his backup and proceeded to beat the crap out of my friend. They nailed him for assault on police officers, and he wound up doing eighteen months in jail. That was his “rock bottom”. He cleaned up his act in a hurry after that, and hasn’t touched a drink since he got out about a year ago. So there is still help for your friend. All it takes is one life-altering experience caused by excessive drinking.
He’s had his butt kicked so many times it’s not funny and he’s telling on of his team members off and completely stoned irrational.
He’ll be in jail before the weekends out.
Seems like living in a gated community is his lifestyle.