Ten years ago, the hip-hop producer had one of the hottest streaks in music history, amassing a $70 million fortune. Then he acquired an epic cocaine habit and bankrupted himself flying on private jets and buying supercars and oversized sunglasses. Now he’s clean, relatively frugal and mounting a modest comeback using the one resource he never completely squandered: Chutzpah.
Scott Storch photographed by Ben Lowy at Mansion Nightclub in Miami Beach, Florida on August 13, 2014.
“I always said that someday I’m g...
“I always said that someday I’m going to sing on a record,” Storch, whose smooth vocals calls to mind Calvin Harris, says during a break in shooting. “F— it, it’s time.” He is slightly paunchier than he was during his streak in the mid-2000s, but behind his signature oversized aviator shades, his eyes are clear. “I’m trying to be brave and fresh with my career. I’m trying to take this medium and make it mine.”
Storch has a tough road ahead. “A l...
Storch has a tough road ahead. “A lot of doors were closed to me,” he admits. But he’s prepared to get back in the game. “You’ve got to get in where you fit in. Even knowing you was once wearing the f—ing crown, you still got to go back in the trenches. You got to bite your lip, deflate your ego and fight.”
Storch found his taste for cocaine at...
Storch found his taste for cocaine at a 2005 party in Los Angeles, when a friend pulled him into a bathroom and offered him a line. By 2006, his addiction was full-blown. “I did coke constantly and provided it for everyone else,” he says -- although he dismisses reports that he spent $30 million on blow. “You couldn’t snort that much if you tried.”
He hasn’t completely divorced himse...
He hasn’t completely divorced himself from his past. Although his exotic car collection was repossessed, he drives a new $180,000 bright-white Porsche 911 Turbo Carrera, which he calls “less of a douche vehicle.”
His studio is a five-minute drive awa...
His studio is a five-minute drive away, and, in keeping with his Jewish heritage -- Storch peppers his conversation with Yiddish -- every door frame is adorned with a mezuzah. On the wall hang multiplatinum record plaques from his hits with Dr. Dre and Beyoncé. He is scheduled for a session with an aspiring pop singer, but first, there is a fresh melody burning in his brain that he wants to lay down. He writes and records a basic demo in just 45 minutes, but after lighting up a cigarette, is inspired to layer on an eerie minor-key synth chord. Told that it sounds ominous, he nods. “You know what it’s got, though?” he says, with a gruff laugh. “It’s got chutzpah!”