A recurring dream in which Henry Rollins punches me in the face.

I like Black Flag. They’re not my favourite punk/hardcore band, but I definitely respect them. I treat them the same way I do Led Zeppelin. I understand that they’re good, why they’re held in such esteem in their genre. I own a few records, the major pieces. You know, I wouldn’t travel across the country to see them reunite, (especially if it’s in Toronto), but I’ll rock out to “Rise Above” if iTunes hits in in shuffle mode.

I bring up Black Flag due to the recent events in my mindchamber, where in which I have apparitions of assault courtesy of one Henry Theodore Rollins.

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