Mr. Nut, AKA Mr. Vegas, and I drove to the Nassau Coliseum on a Friday in February, 1996 during a snowstorm, a borderline blizzard as I recall, to see the Red Hot Chili Peppers for the first time. I had been introduced to the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ music years earlier when my childhood friend Mike came back from a trip to California with a cassette tape telling us how great the band was. I thought the band’s name was ridiculous and dismissed them as I was firmly committed to my preferred rock and roll musical artists at the time; unfortunately I did not give this, as far as I was concerned, unknown California band the time of day.
On this particular wintery Friday night, the drive to the Nassau Coliseum during the snowstorm was something else, the roads were a bit treacherous, and we were kind of surprised the show was not postponed or canceled. We were pleased upon arrival to find out that the concert would go on as scheduled, with Silverchair opening. Other than the snowstorm, the most memorable part of the evening was when the Red Hot Chili Peppers returned to the stage for the encores wearing nothing but their birthday suits and well placed socks. This routine was somewhat infamous and predictable but still a shock to watch in person. I got to see the band again a few years ago at Madison Square Garden with my son, and these days the rock and roll hall of famers sell out arenas and stadiums on a regular basis. not bad for an unfamiliar band that was introduced to me by my friend from Queens, New York with a beat up looking cassette tape that he brought back with him from the West Coast many moons ago.
Under the Bridge
Rock on!
GQ