Has had the same day job since January, 1963. Married, 45 years to the same woman. Complains of insomnia when away from home, and his wife is not with him. Avoided most of the excesses of the 60's,70,s, and 90"s. A mid-life crisis in mid 80's was a bit rough.
Throat cancer survivor, vegetarian.
Commercial artist, Arabian horse breeder, musician, jazz aficionado, Saville Row habitue, elegant boulevardier, citizen of the world.
The day job involves music. Charlie is the drummer for a rock band. Perhaps you've heard of them. Maybe sent a bit of cash their way. The Rolling Stones.
Passionate about his work. The day band defers to him in all personnel matters, and questions about musical styling.
A famous anecdote relates that in the mid-1980s, an intoxicated Mick Jagger phoned Watts's hotel room in the middle of the night asking where "his drummer" was. Watts reportedly got up, shaved, dressed in a suit, put on a tie and freshly shined shoes, descended the stairs and punched Jagger in the face, saying: "Don't ever call me your drummer again. You're my f-ing singer!"
His night job is leader/drummer for some of the greatest jazz combos of the last 20 years.
Charlie in what may be one of ADG's jackets.
Happy birthday, and thanks for the memories.