He couldn’t drive 55, wouldn’t sing “Jump,” and used blue collar sensibility to forge a heavy-metal career clad in red leather. He didn’t fill David Lee Roth’s shoes because he didn’t have to, instead piloting Van Halen to lofty new heights. And when he left brothers Eddie and Alex in the nineties, his solo career only prospered—whereas the VH camp only issued one new album, critically and commercially regarded as its worst. Sammy Hagar converted an old Gary Glitter hit into an infectious commercial-anthem for his burgeoning tequila business.
Le Rouge Rogue would be first to tell you he’s enjoyed more success than anyone has a right to. From Hagar’s early “Bad Motor Scooter” days with Montrose to his late 70’s solo triumph, from his stint fronting the multiplatinum Van Halen to his current gig with super-group Chickenfoot—the story is compacted neatly into the 240 pages of RED: MY UNCENSORED LIFE IN ROCK, available now on Harper-Collins’ !t imprint.