I am in the night
I am every part of it
The consumption of its beast 
The deck that it deals
The veins that bleed
The caress of its serpent

I am the night
As it writhes and undulates toward dawn
It moans and cries a symphony of anger
I am its agony as it struggles against the light
And dies with the strike of the Sun God.






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I'm just going to rattle through this and finish it off as this is the last installment. Again, this one is really about Rollins coping with his increasing stardom and the fact that he is starting to circulate with Rock and Roll legends. I wasn't sure if I should call this one "Gene Simmons Tongue" or not but it all kind of relates to the Grammies anyway.


Story 4: The Grammies

Rolins recently won a Grammy for Best Spoken Word. He went up against God (Gregory Peck reading the bible) and won. Because he was going to be there to pick up his little gong, the Grammy people invited the band to play Liar.

[ there's a bit missing here - Kevin]

at people won anything, the camera could just zoom right to them and catch their shock expressions of "who me? Shucks". Henry started memorising where different people were sitting for that night. He hired Armani tuxes for the whole band, they all had black cumerbands, his was red, and they went on with no shoes on. As they played Liar they went into the slow, lounge band part, and Henry started miming all of this I love you stuff, with a cheezy lounge entertainer look on his face whilst pointing to various amazingly famous people, and generally bumming them right out. As the band reached the end of the song, Hank ran up to the drum riser with one foot up on it, and knowing the camera would be on him close up, spun round and did a huge open arms pointing to the camera mouthing "I love you" with the most amazingly cheesey Wayne Newton/talk show host smile he could muster. they pissed a lot of very famous people off.

After the show, Rollins got to go to all of the Grammy parties, and did stuff like shouting "Hey Pamela" across the room to Pamela Anderson and proceeding to do his best seal impression whilst slapping his hands together like flippers. Again, Rollins got the chance to meet someone really famous, Gene Simmons. He thought, cool, sure why not, expecting Gene to be Mr. Rock and Roll personified. Gene turns out to be a really cool guy, very intelligent and funny in a pretty cynical kind of way. While they are talking, these two girls come up. They are atypical California 'chicks'. Silicon tit's totally in your face, and huge dyed hair sitting on top of massive bee-stung lips. They come up and say Hi to Gene and ask of they could see his tongue. Gene immediately drops down to chest height and starts having this close up intense conversation with these girls breasts like "Have you ever tried to team up and overthrow any South American governments" and lots of bizarre shit like that. They ask again to see Gene's tongue and now Henry is backing them up. Gene says ok and pops about a half centimetre tongue out of his mouth, and Henry's thinking "Hah, it was all smoke and mirrors for old Gene here", and Gene pops about two centimetres of his tongue out now. By this time, Hank and the girls are leaning in real close when Gene opens his mouth and this tongue comes out which is about as long as your arm and proceeds to start rippling and undulated, zig-zagging back and forth and up and down, nearly taking the girls eyes out and scaring the shit out of Henry.

Hank admits to still being kind of scared of Gene Simmons to this day. It was kind of scary to find out that such a Rock and Roll legend is actually true, and it made him wonder if all of the other stuff he's heard about Kiss over the years is true too.

These stories are just a little of what Henry talked about on the night in London and I really haven't anywhere near done him justice. But the point of this review is just to say to you to go and see Rollins if you possibly get the chance. It'll really be worth it. His spoken word stuff is just getting better and better in my opinion. He is really starting to get to grips with really making an audience enjoy themselves listening to him for a few hours. I didn't get a bootleg to send anyone or anything, but if you can get hold of one, then buy it, it was a great show.

That's about it. Hope you enjoyed reading some of Henry's work. Buy his cd's, pay to see him, etc.