Hello, On Saturday evening I sat in the audience at Melbourne's Hamer Hall, in awe of a 60-year old man that was probably in better shape and much sharper than most 60-year old men you and I know. An ex-punk rocker, an author and spoken-word poet, Henry Rollins engaged the audience for 2.5 hours without taking a single break or pause for a drink of water. By the end of the show, he was drenched in sweat and we, the audience, overwhelmed […]