Mini-me and... me, went and witnessed the angriest old punk in the world, Henry Rollins last week. I've been a (not-overly-zealous) fan of Black Flag and the Rollins Band for a long time, but had never seen one of his spoken-word shows before (except on video), so I was curious as to what the big man had to say. Turns out he has a shitload to say, whether you want to hear it or not (much like this blog). I made sure my phone was turned off, because you don't want to incur the wrath of Hank (as some young fool found out when he dared to yell out some inane comment). So anyway, basically it was three (that's 3) hours of this;
I was too scared to get up to piss... by the end of the three hours I was thinking "man, just shut up..." I can see why he constantly bemoans the fact that he doesn't form relationships with women, he probably scares the shit out of them. I can't imagine he has a lot of real close friends either, he's just so intense. He never drew a breath for the whole three hours, didn't even take a drink of water or scratch his balls... that'd be weak in his eyes I guess. On the way out I heard someone say "that was hilarious!" Hilarious? I think you missed the gist fella... Thought provoking, yeah some of that, funny, yeah at times, but it certainly wasn't part of the Wellington Comedy Festival. We got our 47 bucks worth, but I don't think I could take another three hour helping, not for a couple more years anyway, maybe when there's a new President or war to talk about.
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I watched several of these clips and I found them to fun as hell. I was very surprised. Even when I don't agree with him I can appreciate his position.
I missed an opportunity to see Black Flag, The Meat Puppets and the Dead Milkmen when I was in college. They all played a small club in Syracuse, NY called Lost Horizons.
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