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Brandon Thomas beimmense — Henry Rollins is beyond imitation, and A Preferred Blur exemplifies his voice and niche in American culture. Rollins, in his 2006/7 journals, writes mostly from airplanes, his California home, and anonymous hotel rooms. The book's title describes Rollins's habit of finding calm and safety moving from city to city and tour to tour. Staying still, for Rollins, is dangerous. This modern-day era Rollins is post-musical in that he's not in a band (except for a brief Ruts reunion gig) and tours exclusively as a “spoken word” act. A Preferred Blur follows these shows along with non-performing visits to Pakistan and the Middle East. I don't know that you can read Rollins without playing armchair psychologist; one of his strengths is a willingness to put his anger, depression, and frustration out there with an authenticity that would be difficult to fake. His primary paradox revolves around the idea that he says he doesn't want to be around people and feels best when he's alone but he writes and publishes his journals for public consumption. He seems to best interact with others (except for his cherished Washington DC friends) when he can control the variables through performance or correspondence. And while he explores similar concepts (e.g. whether or not he wants to interact with women, his frustration with his last band tour) over and over again he goes a little deeper every time. I could live without the political analysis but the connection between Rollins's anger and his perceptions of the Iraq war is so intrinsic to his personality that parsing out the political diatribes out would be unwise. I admit I skimmed some of those sections. Rollins grapples with pain and fear and vulnerability and fights off his own darkness with relentless discipline. He writes with the eye of the isolated; when you don't interact with many people an encounter as simple as a cab ride can take on a heightened importance, and the few people you trust are so valuable you almost can't stand it. Rollins's humility and metacognition propel his work a few notches above what you might expect from the journals of an ex-hardcore singer. He's good. Damn good. And he's always there, on the fringes, performing (both live and in print) with a ferocity that potentially back-burners his intelligence and professionalism. There's something of the ascetic and hermetic in A Preferred Blur. Henry Rollins is for real. I'm glad he exists, and I promise not to ask him for an autograph after a show because I know he wants to get on the bus and get the hell out of town.

Joyce Mendonça joycemendo9596 — I started this a while back and got sidetracked which meant I put it aside. That was a few months ago so I'll start reading it again one of these days. Report forthcoming...