April 9, 2011
@ The Independent
Better than: Living fast and dying young (living fast and dying old is way cooler).
Every 25 minutes or so, Henry Rollins hacks into the mic to
clear his throat, like he's about to cough something up, right there on the
largely empty stage of the Independent. But it's impossible to get mad — or even
grossed out — by it when he doesn't even seem to know he's doing it.
The reason he's hacking, we assume, is that he's at the end
of a massive 40-date tour in which he talks for two hours every single night.
And Rollins talking is not like other people talking — there's yelling, there
are sound effects, his speech is mostly rapid-fire, and he is in a state of
permanent animation. It's no wonder his throat hurts.