As we celebrated Henry’s life and work last night and he discussed a timeline of events in such a hilarious and genuine manor, I could not help but remember the first time Henry entered my life. I was 9 years old and was watching the Grammy Awards with my parents, it was 1994 and grunge was king and Cobain was still alive. As we were watching the show, someone accidentally hit the remote control and it jumped to MTV. This was a time when MTV was actually still playing videos at any given time of day and a video with an angry man painted in red in some scenes and running around in a Superman costume with thick glasses appeared. This dude singing was pissed off about something. As my mother jumped and said “what is this garbage!” I began to smile, at nearly a decade old I realized, this is what they call punk rock. As everyone filled and fought over the remote, I was glued to the TV and couldn’t keep my eyes off it. Hit with a twist of fait, before they could figure out what happened and change the channel back to the Grammy Awards, the lower third appeared in the bottom left corner of the screen and it gave the credits as:
I remember the name forever and this was an era before the Internet, so clearly there was no YouTube, however, I had a few friends with older brothers and had to ask if they ever heard of this band before. Luckily, someone had and dubbed a few Rollins Band albums to tape for me. Right then and there, I knew Henry would be an interesting and important figure in my life.
As the years went on, Henry was always around, though not making music through the years, but he popped up in all random places in films, TV shows, his books and articles. While I was at University in Connecticut he would constantly come to Toad’s Place in New Haven and would do his spoken word. Yet, it would not be until 2009 when I approached Henry to do an interview for Officially A Yuppie. He was promoting his role on Son’s of Anarchy and I wanted to speak with a hero of mine. He was gracious and kind enough to make some time for me before he flew to various parts of the world for some exploring and soul searching. As nervous and excited as I was, the man could not have been more sincere and cool. Henry and I have corresponded through the years and as he celebrates his 50 years discussing his encounters around the globe and friends such as William Shatner and Ian MacKaye and his experience’s on the road with his band’s, his political satire and never ending comedy, it makes you realize that a man this intense and this globally versed will never be able to sit still. He admits that too, that he needs to be working; he needs to constantly be moving around. In a life such as his and in 50 years, his words “life is short, go far,” seem to be more motivational and more inspiring than anything he could have ever said before.