Urination is one of my favorite words. It sounds so fucking powerful. But in reality its just piss. It is a little disappointing.
I went to a Henry Rollins 'spoken word' show this past weekend. I enjoyed it. I'm not a crazy Rollins fan like a few people that I know, but the guy's got some great shit to say.
He's not exceptionally funny so I always wondered why he did these shows. My thinking was that its just some former punk rocker who wrote some shit going out and doing a monologue. While that's not entirely untrue, I think it went a bit beyond JUST that.
I really found myself listening to every word he said with great interest. In the end, it was just me and a few hundred people listen to a dude talk about his views on the universe and his travels and experiences around the world, but it was a great time and he frames, words and explains things in a rather brilliant manner that I really dug.
All of that being said, I'm still not a huge fan of his music. And in all honesty I first learned of him through the bitchin' TV show from back in the day Unsolved Mysteries (remember?). Back in what seems to be the early 1990's, they did a piece on the murder of his friend Joe Cole who was murdered in front of Rollins during a robbery in the house they they shared.
At any rate, if you have a chance to see his 'spoken word' show, do it. Your mind likely won't be blown, but I don't see how you can not be pleased.
I finally got an Internet connection in my apartment. I'm talking like... I'm paying for it and not just sniping a local wireless signal. I feel like a responsible adult. It is not my favorite feeling.
The point is that I may start posting more now that I have more 'Internet free time'. I'm blogging right now and I sat down with the intention of find a torrent and checking my Twitter account so you never know... I think boredom leads to blogging. I can only speak from my own experience (obviously) which I'm doing (just as obviously).
Right. Well. Later, Blogger-bitches.
-=The Prynce