Rollins Redux From Black Flag leader to moral compass follower, Henry Rollins braces for a big birthday—and another go at the global stage. by Patrick Flanary
It was an unseasonably cold night in Florida in 1986, and Henry Rollins, lead singer of the underground punk kings Black Flag, was ready to take the stage.
The owners of the Tampa club pleaded with the local punks to remain civilized. And throughout most of the night, they did. Still, the tension finally shattered halfway through the group's third song, when a fan struck the band's roadie with a hammer.
Rollins, then 25-years-old, was eager to quell the excitement and dove into the mob of rioters. "Doesn't that concrete feel good on your head," Henry Rollins heckled as he returned to the stage. The meeting of mohawks and mosh pits that evening would set in motion the end of the reign for Black Flag. The tour would be their last... [ more ... ]
Dear BIll So...Bill. I don’t know quite how to say this but, I’m worried about you. I’m concerned. I have agita, Bill, I do. I feel like maybe you’ve gotten yourself in over your head this time. Like maybe you’ve bitten off more than you can chew and you’re too proud to ask for help... [ more ... ]
Don't Give Me Charity Nobody bats an eye when I make AIDS and Hitler jokes anymore, but the moment I criticize a charity single, I get screamed at for being insensitive. I have refused to buy either of the “It” Charity Singles of the moment benefiting Haiti earthquake relief: the “Everybody Hurts” cover organized by Simon Cowell and the rerecording of “We Are The World,” performed by every musician on the planet (and Vince Vaughn, for some inexplicable reason). Why? Because they are awful, awful songs... [ more ... ]
Looking Sexy
For Spring It’s time again to talk about accessories for spring. Believe it or not, it won’t be long until we’ll be once again exposing our tootsies to the world in open-toe shoes and walking around without a heavy winter jacket... [ more ... ]
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