I read both the Keith Richards and Ronnie Woods autobiographies years ago (Woods is sad and superb....a tremendous heart, the bottle problems, and one of the last to see Jimi Hendrix alive the night he died for spoilers). The story of punching Mick was a 'highlight', but so much gets lost in the recounting of the incident. Mick wanted to break up the band, and was constantly saying that Charlie was 'his drummer'. The night of the incident, Mick repeatedly called Charlie's room saying that line. That's when Charlie shaved, dressed up in a suit, calmly walked down the hall of the hotel, said 'You're my singer', clocked him, then calmly walked back to his room. Keith and Ronnie were witnesses.
Saw The Stones in DC in '15. Mick ran around better than I could at 30, the final song was 'You Can't Always Get What You Want' along with the top DC gospel choir of twenty or so individuals on stage (local choirs were used throughout the tour, and not some lazy recording), Lisa Fischer providing various vocals (killer Merry Clayton rendition on 'Gimme Shelter'....check out 'Twenty Feet From Stardom on their background), and Keith and Ronnie and others doing what they do best. I watch drummers often during shows, and there was Charlie, the engine driving the machine, and looking so 'unique' (awkward perhaps?) because of how he played. If you watched him too much, you might feel like he was out of step quite often. Close your eyes, and there were no missteps.
Like Ringo, he wasn't the best, he was simply the absolute perfect fit for the band he played in. Since he was in one of the greatest bands of all time, I guess that says it all.
I grew up with them, loved most of their hits, many deep cuts, wasn't all that crazy about other songs, but there's boatloads of good that outweighed the bad.
From Alice Cooper: ""We have lost one of rock and roll’s true gentlemen. Charlie Watts kept the beat for the world’s greatest rock band for over 50 years. I consider him the greatest pocket drummer of all time. Every time I would go backstage to see The Rolling Stones, Charlie was the first to greet me. He will be sorely missed and impossible to replace but I’ve no doubt The Stones will go on. My message to Charlie? Rest In Beat!”