Two years rolls around, Henry Rollins rolls in with it! Two and a half hours of full-on intense monologue, no half-measures, no let-up. I’m convinced the guy will explode one day. , , then the 27th of May 2005. I guess he’ll be back sometime mid 2007…

Rugby, Chapelle Corby, Kylie’s tit, the Trans-Siberian express, inane modern communication via smilies, texting and email, George W. Bush and the Christian Taliban of America, the oration doesn’t ramble, its more like a bulldozer on amphetamines. Somewhat repetitive, and if it wasn’t Henry saying it, probably half the audience would be booing, but somehow he makes it entertaining.