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Charlie Watts, whose strong but unflashy drumming powered the Rolling Stones for over 50 years, died on Tuesday in London. He was 80.
His death, in a hospital, was announced by his publicist, Bernard Doherty. No other details were immediately provided.
The Rolling Stones announced earlier this month that Watts would not be a part of the bands forthcoming No Filter tour of the United States after he had undergone an unspecified emergency medical procedure, which the bands representatives said had been successful.
Reserved, dignified and dapper, Watts was never as flamboyant, either onstage or off, as most of his rock-star peers, let alone the Stones lead singer, Mick Jagger; he was content to be one of the finest rock drummers of his generation, playing with a jazz-inflected swing that made the bands titanic success possible. As Stones guitarist Keith Richards said in his 2010 autobiography, Life, Charlie Watts has always been the bed that I lie on musically.
While some rock drummers chased after volume and bombast, Watts defined his playing with subtlety, swing and a solid groove.
As much as Micks voice and Keiths guitar, Charlie Watts snare sound is the Rolling Stones, Bruce Springsteen wrote in an introduction to the 1991 edition of drummer Max Weinbergs book The Big Beat. When Mick sings, Its only rock n roll but I like it, Charlies in back showing you why!
Charles Robert Watts was born in London on June 2, 1941. His mother, the former Lillian Charlotte Eaves, was a homemaker; his father, Charles Richard Watts, was in the Royal Air Force and, after World War II, became a truck driver for British Railways.
Charlies first instrument was a banjo, but, baffled by the fingerings required to play it, he removed the neck and converted its body into a snare drum. He discovered jazz when he was 12 and soon became a fan of Miles Davis, Duke Ellington and Charles Mingus.
By 1960, Watts had graduated from the Harrow School of Art and found work as a graphic artist for a London advertising agency. He wrote and illustrated Ode to a Highflying Bird, a childrens book about jazz saxophonist Charlie Parker (although it was not published until 1965). In the evenings, he played drums with a variety of groups.
Most of them were jazz combos, but he was also invited to join Alexis Korners raucous rhythm-and-blues collective, Blues Incorporated. Watts declined the invitation because he was leaving England to work as a graphic designer in Scandinavia, but he joined the group when he returned a few months later.
The newly formed Rolling Stones (then called the Rollin Stones) knew they needed a good drummer but could not afford Watts, who was already drawing a regular salary from his various gigs. We starved ourselves to pay for him! Richards wrote. Literally. We went shoplifting to get Charlie Watts.
In early 1963, when they could finally guarantee 5 pounds a week, Watts joined the band, completing the canonical lineup of Richards, Jagger, guitarist Brian Jones, bassist Bill Wyman and pianist Ian Stewart. He moved in with his bandmates and immersed himself in Chicago blues records.
In the wake of the Beatles success, the Rolling Stones quickly climbed from being an electric-blues specialty act to one of the biggest bands in the British Invasion of the 1960s. While Richards guitar riff defined the bands most famous single, the 1965 chart-topper (I Cant Get No) Satisfaction, Watts drum pattern was just as essential. He was relentless on Paint It Black (No. 1 in 1966), supple on Ruby Tuesday (No. 1 in 1967) and the master of a funky groove on Honky Tonk Women (No. 1 in 1969).
Watts was ambivalent about the fame that he achieved as a member of the group that has often been called the worlds greatest rock n roll band. As he said in the 2003 book According to the Rolling Stones: I loved playing with Keith and the band I still do but I wasnt interested in being a pop idol sitting there with girls screaming. Its not the world I come from. Its not what I wanted to be, and I still think its silly.
As the Stones rolled through the years, Watts drew on his graphic-arts background to contribute to the design of the bands stage sets, merchandise and album covers he even contributed a comic strip to the back cover of their 1967 album Between the Buttons. While the Stones cultivated bad-boy images and indulged a collective appetite for debauchery, Watts mostly eschewed the sex and drugs. He clandestinely married Shirley Ann Shepherd, an art-school student and sculptor, in 1964.
On tour, he would go back to his hotel room alone; every night, he sketched his lodgings. Ive drawn every bed Ive slept in on tour since 1967, he told Rolling Stone magazine in 1996. Its a fantastic nonbook.
Similarly, while other members of the Stones battled for control of the band, Watts largely stayed out of the internal politics. As he told The Weekend Australian in 2014, Im usually mumbling in the background.
Jones, who considered himself the leader, was fired from the Stones in 1969 (and found dead in his swimming pool soon after). Jagger and Richards spent decades at loggerheads, sometimes making albums without being in the studio at the same time. Watts was happy to work with either, or both.
There was one time, however, when Watts famously chafed at being treated like a hired hand rather than an equal member of the group. In 1984, Jagger and Richards went out for a night of drinking in Amsterdam. When they returned to their hotel around 5 a.m., Jagger called Watts, waking him up, and asked, Wheres my drummer? Twenty minutes later, Watts showed up at Jaggers room, coldly furious, but shaved and elegantly dressed in a Savile Row suit and tie.
Never call me your drummer again, he told Jagger, before grabbing him by the lapel and delivering a right hook. Richards said he narrowly saved Jagger from falling out a window into an Amsterdam canal.
Its not something Im proud of doing, and if I hadnt been drinking I would never have done it, Watts said in 2003. The bottom line is, dont annoy me.
At the time, Watts was in the early stages of a midlife crisis that manifested itself as a two-year bender. Just as the other Stones were settling into moderation in their 40s, he got hooked on amphetamines and heroin, nearly destroying his marriage. After passing out in a recording studio and breaking his ankle when he fell down a staircase, he quit, cold turkey.
Watts and his wife had a daughter, Seraphina, in 1968 and, after spending some time in France as tax exiles, relocated to a farm in southwestern England. There they bred prizewinning Arabian horses, gradually expanding their stud farm to over 250 horses on 700 acres. Information on his survivors was not immediately available. Doherty, the publicist, said Watts had passed away peacefully in the hospital surrounded by his family.
The Rolling Stones made 30 studio albums, nine of them topping the American charts and 10 topping the British charts. The band was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 1989 a ceremony Watts skipped.
Eventually the Stones settled into a cycle of releasing an album every four years, followed by an extremely lucrative world tour. (They grossed over a half-billion dollars between 2005 and 2007 on their Bigger Bang tour.)
Watts true love remained jazz, and he would fill the time between those tours with jazz groups of various sizes the Charlie Watts Quintet, the Charlie Watts Tentet, the Charlie Watts Orchestra. Soon enough, though, he would be back on the road with the Stones, playing in sold-out arenas and sketching beds in empty hotel rooms.
He was not slowed down by old age, or by a bout with throat cancer in 2004. In 2016, drummer Lars Ulrich of Metallica told Billboard that since he wanted to keep playing into his 70s, he looked to Watts as his role model. The only road map is Charlie Watts, he said.
Through it all, Watts kept on keeping time on a simple four-piece drum kit, anchoring the spectacle of the Rolling Stones.
Ive always wanted to be a drummer, he told Rolling Stone in 1996, adding that during arena rock shows, he imagined a more intimate setting. Ive always had this illusion of being in the Blue Note or Birdland with Charlie Parker in front of me. It didnt sound like that, but that was the illusion I had.
This article originally appeared in The New York Times