Sammy Hagar on Being Visited by Eddie Van Halen: “I’ve got goosebumps, head to toe” – 2022

Ultimate Classic Rock: Sammy Hagar intends to share composing credit with his former bandmate. You can read the entire article @ this location.

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“I shouldn’t be hyping it now,” Sammy Hagar tells Ultimate Classic Rock. “Nobody knows this but Michael Anthony, Jason [Bonham] and Vic [Johnson]. About two months ago, I had this dream and Eddie (Van Halen) came. We were in a room like this, [with] a bunch of people around. It was just like he’d been gone. It was not like he was passed, but he had just been out of my life, and we hadn’t seen each other for a while.

He’s going, ‘Man, let’s write some music!’ I said, ‘Yeah, fuck it, man. Here, let’s go!'”

In the dream, “he did this harmonic thing and he slid it up to a chord, like a slide guitar. We wrote a song with that lick,” Hagar adds. “I remembered it. I got up in the morning and I wrote the song. It’s called, ‘Thank You.’ I used the fuckin’ lick that he showed me in the song. I told Jason, ‘I just really don’t know what to say lyrically.’ I’ve got goosebumps, head to toe, [talking about it]. So I wrote it [about that experience], and we’ll do that song someday.” –READ MORE

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During a 2019 interview with Howard Stern, Hagar shared some eerie stories about visits from familial ghosts and otherworldly beings:

You know, there’s something going on. I don’t know what it is, Howard, but I’ve been touched in weird ways, sometimes in dreams and while I’m awake. You’re thinking it’s a dream and things happen. My father visited me, my manager, when he died, they visited me the night they died.

What you’re saying to me is, your father, hard drinking man, a tough guy.

Died under a park bench, basically. I mean, the back of a police car, but they had pulled him out from under a park bench.

The night he dies, there’s a knock at your door. You hear a distinct knock. You were sleeping or were you awake?

I got up and answered the door and, in my house, the person that was with me, the baby was with me – I had a little two-year-old with me – I answered the door and it was my dad. He was like in his twenties. He was drunk and he was going crazy, saying, “Great day for the Irish,” and all this stuff. I said, “Don’t ever come over like this in front of my baby, you woke him up,” and it all happened. It was like a dream. Slammed the door, went and laid back down.

God’s honest truth. I mean, you can’t make this shit up. Someone knocked at my door, and I go, “Ah, that fucker is back.” I went and opened the door, and it was my next-door neighbor, who had a telephone that was an emergency number for my sister and family because I was living with my band. We were all sleeping in the same house. Anyway, he goes, “Your sister is on the phone.” I just went, “Wow,” I knew. It was four o’clock in the morning. They had found my dad. That’s happened to me twice.

What was the second time?

Well, my manager, Ed Leffler, when I was in Van Halen, and we were having hard times – Eddie Leffler died, and the band broke up. Ed Leffler was my manager forever, and then he took over for Van Halen. I was sitting there. We were going through hell with the band, and they hired this manager guy who they ended up suing and everything. We won’t mention names. But long story short, I was laying in bed, and I just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to quit the band, but I knew it was over. We were really at odds.

Ed Leffler comes to me and kneels down next to my bed. I’m going, “Fuck, I smell him.” He was a cigarette smoker. He had a certain smell about him. I go, “Damn, Ed, what am I going to do?” He goes, “Don’t worry about it. It’s going to be ok, man.” He just came and flat said that. It straightened me right out. I said, “Fuck it,” and the next thing you know is, I was thrown out of the band and life was good for me.

So, do you believe in the afterlife?

Yeah. I believe in dimensions. I think there’s a lot going on.

Why is everything happening to you and not me?

You can have this shit.

Does it scare you when it happens?

Yeah, it’s scary.

Were you visited by aliens as well?

Yeah, I had a UFO experience. That was in ’67/’68.

And you weren’t high or anything?

No. I didn’t do drugs. I didn’t drink back then. They just randomly picked me, and I woke up while they were doing it. I’m like, “What the fuck is going on?” My room was white. I couldn’t see anything. It was a complete whiteout. I laid there and couldn’t move. All of a sudden, they said, in another language, telepathy, they yelled a numerical code that was obviously like your passcode to get into your shit, right? And, boom, it was almost like a wire. I woke up, and it was black. I was shaking and couldn’t move.

Did they put a catheter up your penis?

No, no. It was from a distance. They programmed into me. Wireless.

Do you think they programmed that you would one day be the lead singer of a band?

No, I think they opened my mind. It was like a big acid trip, brother.