Henry Rollins on why relationships don't work for him from (Joe Rogan Experience #906)

Hello freak bitches. Schedule on Saturday and Sunday, do you allow yourself some leisure? I'll sleep as long as I want and I listen to different records. During the week I do protein listening, which is records I haven't heard yet. And so you have to really concentrate. And on the weekend I do carbohydrate listening. Where's records that I'm familiar with that I just like to listen to. Wow, so just like a sort of a light thing. Well just like songs, albums I've had for 25 years that I still like to listen to. And that's like chili and soup and bread and potatoes. And then during the week it's sashimi and clap push-ups. What a strange life you have man. It's very original, I'll tell you that. It's different. Yeah, if you're, be weird, live weird. Weird is as weird does I guess. Well you get involved in relationships, you get a girlfriend or something like that and they realize what they're getting involved with. They're like, oh Jesus Christ. Well it's more what I'm getting involved with and I realize I can't hack it. Because here's the awful thing about being an adult in a relationship, seeking to be an adult in a relationship. I have found. When I was young and I was a boy and I was dating girls, it's boys and girls and she's an idiot, you're an idiot, you do dumb things and everyone cheats and whatever. Then you hit a certain part of your life where she's a woman and you're a man and you have adult expectations. You can't be running around being an idiot with someone who kind of wants you to be at the table because they are sincerely giving time of their adult life to this thing that you are doing together. Right. When you come in still thinking you're in ninth grade and she's coming in like, this is part of what my life is, is being with you. I have never been able to answer that in a mature enough way to where I have been able to maintain it. Because like say next weekend if I had a girlfriend she might say, it's Friday, what are we doing? I'm like, oh, watching me write for four hours. And so that's not the way to be. You can't do that. Right. And so I can't be a good person's other half because the work has always attracted me more than coming home to someone. Wow. Like I can't stand the idea of someone living with a person. I can do it on the bus because it's Das Boat and we're going down the road. But I never would want to like wake up and she's there. And I have no aversion. Look at the expression that you just made where you're like, look to your right, she's there. It's every day here we are together and I'm just not wired that way. I would be a drag. Like you haven't spoken to me in 20 hours. I didn't notice. And I'm just work oriented. And so I'm not interested in wasting anyone's time. I'm not interested in being mean. I'm really not into it. And so I'm not the... This woman was hitting on me a while ago and I said, ma'am. I'm like... That's a problem. Well, she was very persistent and I said, ma'am, I'm like a hunting dog. I'm a dog, just not the kind you pat. I'm just not... I'm sorry. You should stop this. She's imagining holding your hand, coming to your spoken word shows, going to dinner with you, talking about your day. And you're like in front of your fucking crazy speakers and you're writing. Yeah. Hoping the phone doesn't ring. I unplug it on the weekends, except on Sunday, my best friend since I was 12 and he was 11, we're still best friends. Ian, you ever heard of the band Fugazi? Yes. Okay. Well, Ian Mackay, he's my best friend. And we grew up together doing music and everything. And we talk almost every Sunday. And so we've been best friends since the Carter administration. Wow. And so Ian will call on Sunday. We'll talk for a while. Otherwise the phone doesn't ring. If it doesn't, I'm like, oh no, why? I thought you liked me. Why are you calling? And so... I thought you liked me. Why are you calling? Yeah. If you liked me, you wouldn't write me. But meanwhile, I'm contentedly just working away. Thanks for watching.