Mais um dos gigantes do Rock nos deixou hoje e como disse Joan Jett: “Ele foi o baterista mais elegante e digno do Rock n’ Roll, tocando exatamente o necessário, nem mais e nem menos”.
“I collect things. Books. Not antiquarian books; signed first editions of mostly 20th-century writers. Agatha Christie, I’ve got every book she wrote in paperback. Graham Greene, I have all of them. Evelyn Waugh, he’s another one. Wodehouse: everything he wrote.”
The thing about the whole Charlie Watts punching Mick Jagger in the face thing gets better when you hear the full version where Charlie actually punched Mick so hard he almost toppled out of a window into an Amsterdam Canal and Charlie just watched. The only reason he didn’t fall to his demise was the quick work of Keith who pulled him back inside. Then, Charlie fucking Watts asks him why he didn’t let Mick fall and Keith replied that Mick was wearing his jacket and he didn’t want to lose it.
very important additions to this story:
1) the fact that charlie dressed up in a suit to punch mick bc the fool called his room to tell him he was his drummer. he punched mick and said “you’re mysinger”
2) keith only saved him bc he was wearing his weddingjacket
Have I talked before about how much I fucking LOVE The Rolling Stones?
