A quick word on Hank.

Henry Rollins

Henry Rollins

Last night, for the second time in my life, I saw Hank perform. The first time was 16 years ago, standing in the mud, freezing in rain, as he worked his magic onstage — and it was magical! Last night, not so much. Instead of working his magic the way he did the first time, this time, he spoke to us.

It was my first, live spoken word show.  Perhaps I was expecting something else?  Perhaps I was waiting for the band to make a special appearance, to close out the show with “Spray Paint on the Wall” or “Disconnected”?  I don’t know what it was, but I wasn’t entirely impressed.  I was mildly entertained because Henry is well…Henry.  The 48 year old is still INTENSE, and it’s fun to watch.  However, it was kind of like when I used to go to church.

When I was a good, little church boy, there wasn’t anything the priest said that I didn’t already know and agree with — that is until I turned 16 and discovered beer and chicks.  I don’t know how the rest of Montclair, NJ took his views that night, but in my case, he was preaching to the choir.  I found it difficult to sit there and have fun while not really being challenged.  But I guess that’s my problem, and probably a silly one at that.

I mean, if I went to a Nirvana concert and heard Nirvana songs, would I still be bored?  Probably not.  I guess I’m not a spoken word kind of guy. *shrug*

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