Seventy? It's the new 30! Following Dylan's ascent into the realm of the septuagenarians - this coming June 2nd - is the lugubrious chap (and jazz fanatic) who's manned the Rolling Stones' drum kit for almost half a century. Robin Eggar profiled him for Esquire in June 1998--Barney Hoskyns, Editorial Director, Rock's Backpages
I've made more of a mess of my Toronto hotel room in 30 minutes than Charlie Watts has made after three weeks in his suite. At 3pm, Charlie is in casual mode. He is wearing his slippers and watching the climax of The Assassin starring Stallone and Banderas. As he's seen it before, he turns the sound down, but he doesn't turn it off until after the film has finished. That wouldn't be polite to the actors. Politeness is bred into Charlie's bones as sure as the rhythm he keeps.
He places the remote control on the coffee table, precisely six inches from the pile of glossy magazines. "It always goes there," he says; "it goes there every day because that is where IRead More »from Happy Birthday, Charlie Watts! A Classic Interview with the Rolling Stones’ Drummer