"I don't know if [Condoleeza Rice] visits those kids at the hospitals, but I do," he says. "I hang out with boys half my age with their faces gone, triple amputees with their balls gone and their guts gone."
His upcoming onstage appearances won't involve much talk about politics or anything else, though. He's ready to rock. The Rollins Band -- not the Mother-Superior-plus-Henry version, but the real, smokin', early '90s art-metal deal - is back for the first time in a decade.
"We want to go out for a month and do the old songs. It's like a honeymoon tour; we don't have to be responsible for new material," he says. "And then after that, we can assess." So there's a possibility that this could be a full-on reunion, despite Rollins' admission that his schedule "is insane." And while he's an X fan to the core, he's throwing down the gauntlet as always: "I want any band going on after me to really rue that decision."