There are few of the truly old ones left in this world. But Rollo is one of them. No title for this enigma wrapped in flesh, he is, was always, and will always be known by a simple name that hides the many layers of his character.

Part poet, minstrel, wanderer and rake I first encountered Rollo (for meet is too small a word for the man’s ability’s and charisma) in a previous live. Over coffee and some fish we exchanged ideas and beliefs and I woke up the next morning a changed man. Several hundred miles away from where I had been with nothing but a party dress, a sore head and a note from my then partner telling me she had left to pursue her dream of corrupting a convent.

Of course Rollo denies having anything to do with my experiences. He is one of the true teachers in the world. Patient, tolerant and brimming with broad, crazy theories and believes. Just don’t make him sit next to a roaring drunk with a bad Scottish accent.

hi. my name's molly. i'm a kestrel, but i can type. i'm quite drunk as i write this: i have a heavy day tomorrow and i want a good night's sleep. that's why and where the alcohol comes in. so. but - rollo is a cool and diverse guy - he started out in a children's animation about - himself actually. dressed in a cape and crown and walking around his kingdom like a scorpion on a unicycle with a hernia - but he hasn't looked back since. and so - you are well advised to check out his professional website, for words, pictures, music, etc - and your life will thusly boy oh boy i need a piss be enhanced.