cocaine is the best way to get me to leave the party. i won't fuck with douch bag powder. when i see that shit come out, i'm gone. nothing says "peaked in high school" like a middle aged man doing coke. i don't have time to listen to someone ramble horseshit for hours, or trip over themselves in their big break of mental glory.
only people with massive amouns of talent did that cocaine fueled album output shit (elton john and bowie being my favorites), and even they hit walls (i.e Victim of Love, and or 21 and 33 for Elton, and Bowies Never Let Me Down).
You're better off with a pot of strong coffee, (maybe an old school sativa if you can find it), and a hard deadline breathing down your neck.