supersoul

Dear Captain, I believe I have been tremendously objective about Rollins, right from the review.

ah no, I won’t allow that, damn!!! Bringing Poletti into this :)))) I’ve already told you that you have every reason to feel outraged by that show; I’m not happy either to see Rollins trying to break that guy's face in the video after being provoked himself. I don’t justify him; this review starts by saying that Rollins isn’t for everyone, he’s excessive. Getting on stage and dancing is one of the most beautiful things that can happen to an audience member. But Rollins is the kind of guy who does two hours of yoga before getting on stage and then loses at least five pounds from all the sweat he pours out. As the popoloitaliano says, he approaches the concert like a boxer who focuses and then goes all in. He’s the one who has "Search & Destroy" tattooed on his shoulders. He’s a tough guy; people going to one of his concerts should know that Rollins is primitive intensity beyond labels and trends, and the moment they go, they accept that. He’s not one of those clowns who slit throats or sodomize sheep on stage and then everything is back to normal: smiles, hugs, and high-fives. In this case, beyond the character, the music matters, and I don’t know about you, but a Rollins concert is always worth it, just like one of his albums.

Thank you for the splendid read. It’s not an album for everyone; some may find it limp, but this is psychedelic Marc Bolan before he became glam. The atmosphere of this record owes truly 50% to the antics of Pipino Peregrin Took, including the pixiephone and the fonofiddle! Besides the nice memory given by Lewis, perhaps we should shed a bit more light on this unfortunate hippie whom Bolan was forced to kick out because being stuffed with acid ruined the American tour in 1969.

@cla: you wouldn't believe that she published some readings under the pseudonym Henrietta Collins...

Azzo's contribution regarding that firsthand episode was, as usual, invaluable, but in the review there's also a link to a similar incident: The point is that if Rollins gets spat on for free, he's going to throw a punch (I would do the same). I insist on saying that he is, in my opinion, a person with an old-school virility, the kind that might disturb us. Someone who, rather than being violently provocative for no reason, reacts in a certain way, breaking free from the shell he's in. I think everyone who goes to see a Henry Rollins concert knows the character and should think twice before messing with him and at least accept the consequences of their actions, just like the kid at the front of the stage who ends up taking a beating :)

...or at least it tries to :)

@claisdead, allow me to say that you’re mistaken if you mock the attempt to frame Rollins "in some extravagant form of existentialism." If you read his poems, you'll realize that he ultimately is an existentialist poet.

pixies, I realized it later, sometimes I need to connect my brain before responding too :)

it was really a nice little page, Rollins would have wiped his ass with it :)))

Ah, you were talking with Alessioiride... and specify it :D