By Melissa Fossum
By Lauren Wise
By New Times
By Amanda Savage
By Jason P. Woodbury
By Troy Farah
By New Times
Interviewing Sammy "The Red Rocker" Hagar woulda been great and all, but I had a few other things I had to get done last week. Like the dishes, and, uhh, taking some naps. So let's just let Sammy's lyrics do the talking:
Me: Hey, man, how're you doing these days?
Sammy: Higher than high, feelin' just right!
Me: Wow, must be all that tequila. So you're gonna be 60 next year -- how has getting older affected you?
Sammy: I can't drive 55.
Me: Yeah, you better stay outta the left-hand lane, slowpoke.
Sammy: Why don't you drive, baby, here's the key.
Sammy: Seems so unreal, this karma wheel.
Me: I hear ya, it's like life just handed that guy a big bowl of brown M&Ms. Anyway, so you have a new album called Livin' It Up . . .
Sammy: Whoo! Yeah! All right! Hey! Yeah!
Me: Okay, okay, calm down! I heard it's more like country jam-rock than hard rock. Between that and your whole Cabo Wabo, boozin'-it-up-in-paradise thing, have you turned into Jimmy Buffett?
Sammy: That's all I ever want it to be, yeah!
Me: Right on. You seem like the kinda fun-lovin' guy who doesn't care what the critics think.
Sammy: To me it's all just mental masturbation.
Me: That's the spirit! One last question -- any chance of another Van Halen reunion?
Sammy: That's what I want, just a whole lotta money!