“Don’t ever call me ‘your drummer’ again. You’re my fucking singer.”*
With age comes wisdom...
68 today, and he’s spent the majority of those years staring at Mick’s ass.
For the love of God, let’s let the man have his say! Without further ado, Charles Robert Watts:
Born to rock & roll, indeed – a force of nature in ruffled sleeves:
*Charlie to Mick, Amsterdam, mid-’80s, right before he dished out a right hook and almost sent Sir Michael of Dartford out the window into a canal
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June 2, 2009 at 11:34 AM
Must be Rolling Stones birthday week….