Last night Dead and Co played an intimate set in The Grateful Dead’s iconic 1960s hangout, The Fillmore West. A couple days earlier, however, some magic went down when The Red Rocker himself crashed a Dead & Company rehearsal. With John Mayer channeling his inner-Stevie Ray Vaughn and ripping the shit out of some blues rifts through the tube screamer, Sammy Hagar sang along like the boss that he is. I especially love Hagar’s dad cargo shorts.
Those are the shorts of a man who definitely fucks. Long live The Red Rocker, one of Nor-Cal’s many wonderful exports to the world.