So far today, Chris Robinson has made pancakes for his 2-year-old daughter, done the dishes, and walked the handful of blocks from his house in Santa Monica to a diner, where he now stands waiting for a table. Upon casual inspection, Robinson could pass for any middle-aged, Westside farmers market father, except that he has the subtle, electric charisma of someone long famous. Not to mention 25 years of rock & roll tattooed on his arms, including a faded cross on his right hand and two inky black crows facing off, beak to beak,... More >>>