the long march

thanks to Kristof, who gave me a ride, I managed go see Henry Rollins tonight. I admire Henry Rollins, in so many ways, for so many things. it’s impossible to tell how glad I am I finally saw one his spoken words. he came on stage tonight, and started talking for the full 2 hours and 40 minutes. not a “hey, how are you all doing?”. no, straight to the point. the next almost 3 hours were like a whirlwind of words. story, after story, after story. going from when he was playing a show with Black Flag where a girl lost her eye, to traveling to Vietnam to hear their side of the American war (as they like to call it), only to end up with an old man named Kha who likes to make fun of John McCain. he can tell a bunch of serious things, but then suddenly tell something hilarious (but still all very true). this man sees and experiences so much, it’s crazy. needless to say, time flew by. those 3 hours merely felt like 30 minutes. I just want to sit down, and listen for days to all the things he has to say.