told the NME (New Music Express)
that if someone showed him the heart of darkness, he would jump right in.
Since then, he's "been there"-when his friend Joe Cole was murdered in
front of him and he came inches away from his own death. What that put
him through was "pretty dark, you hit some pretty unbelievable lows when
that happens."

As a publisher he has been drawn to similarly haunted and
traumatised individuals. After a hearty meal of mashed potato, meat
loaf and gravy, finished off with some of his Japanese record press
officer's gumbo, he races about Bill Shields, a Vietnam veteran who has
written two books for 2.13.61. Bill was a Navy Seal who undertook
missions of darkest horror, decapitating entire villages, putting their
heads on sticks as a horrible warning to the Viet Cong.

"He's had agun in his mouth, going to end it countless times.
The books are very powerful and they they show what it's really like. No
matter what angle they take in every movie made about Vietnam, there's 15
minutes where you wish you were there. You don't get that feeling for
one minute reading Bill's work."

Rollins sees his own musical and writing career as finite.
In recent years, he's become involved with the Southern Poverty
Association and The Freedom Conference, organizations concerned with
tackling American racism head on. His will not be, and never has been, a
life for watching the grass grow, or hearing the birdies sing. His
abiding concern is to put his strength and eloquence into use where it's
best suited and can have most effect. Does he ever relax, kick back and
party?

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