Chas Hodges of Chas and Dave has died

Sad little cunt. Gotta carry the water for Suckee Fuckee, I see. Your bucket has a hole in it, illiterste cuntwhistle.

Where’s that bet, shitbreath?

Now that is the whole racist thing that brought you to this point. And like all liberals who claim they are not racist, you just keep coming right back around to it. You fucking idiot.
 
Now that is the whole racist thing that brought you to this point. And like all liberals who claim they are not racist, you just keep coming right back around to it. You fucking idiot.

Sad little illiterate water-carrying pussy. The attention span of an 8 year old.

Do this, dick breath. Other than posts directed specifically to your cunt friend, find any pattern of racism. Perhaps that may give you a hint on what’s transpired. With your limited mental capacity, I hold no hope for you on that.
 
Sad little illiterate water-carrying pussy. The attention span of an 8 year old.

Do this, dick breath. Other than posts directed specifically to your cunt friend, find any pattern of racism. Perhaps that may give you a hint on what’s transpired. With your limited mental capacity, I hold no hope for you on that.

You are sputtering there racist. Sputtering when you type. Here comes that fetal position!
 
Sad little illiterate water-carrying pussy. The attention span of an 8 year old.

Do this, dick breath. Other than posts directed specifically to your cunt friend, find any pattern of racism. Perhaps that may give you a hint on what’s transpired. With your limited mental capacity, I hold no hope for you on that.

You're a racist cunt, without any doubt. You're not even original as this is the same attempt at justification used by Darla. She, at least, had the good sense to realise she was an ocean going hypocrite. You are far too dense to see that, cumtwhistle. What the fuck is a cumtwhistle anyway, is that what your wife uses on you?
 
You're a racist cunt, without any doubt. You're not even original as this is the same attempt at justification used by Darla. She, at least, had the good sense to realise she was an ocean going hypocrite. You are far too dense to see that, cumtwhistle. What the fuck is a cumtwhistle anyway, is that what your wife uses on you?

I don’t know nor care who the fuck Darla is or was. You began this shit, cuntwhistle, and brought it on yourself. I’m merely giving back what you have earned. It’s yours to fix, cuntwhistle, but I see you’re too fucking stupid to realize that.

Go suck Sailor’s dick, cumbreath. Better yet, let Suckee Fuckee do that for you. Those slopes are very practiced at happy finish.
 
You are sputtering there racist. Sputtering when you type. Here comes that fetal position!

Hey a threesome. Your boyfriend AND his wife, Suckee Fuckee, licking your balls.

You’re not even a fair water carrier, pussy.

Where’s that bet, mangina?
 
I don’t know nor care who the fuck Darla is or was. You began this shit, cuntwhistle, and brought it on yourself. I’m merely giving back what you have earned. It’s yours to fix, cuntwhistle, but I see you’re too fucking stupid to realize that.

Go suck Sailor’s dick, cumbreath. Better yet, let Suckee Fuckee do that for you. Those slopes are very practiced at happy finish.

You just can't shut the fuck up, can you? You're a racist piece of shit and everybody knows it now.
 


Chas had spent years playing bass guitar in traditional rock’n’roll bands before his decision to switch to the piano and to “rockney”. As he wrote in his 2008 autobiography, All About Us: “I felt like a fraud singing in an American accent over there [on a 1972 US tour with the band Head, Hands and Feet]. My ambition now was to write and sing a serious song in my own accent – for want of a better description, cockney.”

He switched instruments and teamed up with Dave, whom he had met in 1960 through a fellow musician and schoolmate, and who shared his musical tastes. They started with low-key shows on the Truman brewery pub circuit in and around London, sometimes playing on the same bill as Chas’s mother, Daisy, a skilled pianist.

At first Chas found it quite difficult to adopt a cockney singing style, but he solved the problem by reciting his new lyrics out loud and then, “I put the natural spoken phrasing with a melody. Eureka!”

Born in Edmonton, north London, Chas was the second son of Albert, a lorry driver, and Daisy (nee Shaw). Albert took his own life when Chas was four, and Daisy found work playing the piano in pubs. Chas attended Eldon Road primary school and, after passing the 11-plus, Higher Grade grammar school in Edmonton. At 13, he was inspired to learn the guitar after hearing early rock’n’roll records by Little Richard and others. He joined the Horseshoe skiffle group, which evolved into the Horseshoes, a rock’n’roll band playing in local pubs and youth clubs.

Expelled from school at 15, he was briefly apprenticed to a watch and clockmaker, but was dismissed for lateness. By this time, Chas was a semi-professional musician, and had bought one of Britain’s first electric bass guitars as a member of Billy Gray and the Stormers, with whom he played the 1960 summer season at Butlins holiday camp in Filey, North Yorkshire.

He made his first recordings in the early 60s with his next group, the Outlaws, supporting the singer (and later actor) Mike Berry, who was a protege of the record producer Joe Meek. Meek used the Outlaws as a house band, and Chas played on the John Leyton hits Johnny Remember Me and [(both 1961). With changing personnel including the future Deep Purple guitarist Ritchie Blackmore, the Outlaws were in demand to accompany the visiting American stars Jerry Lee Lewis and Gene Vincent, and they split from Berry. Chas became friends with Lewis, who inspired him to play the piano.

In 1965, Chas joined Cliff Bennett and the Rebel Rousers, a rock and soul band managed by the Beatles’ mentor, Brian Epstein. The following year the Bennett band toured Germany with the Beatles, and Chas heard a pre-release version of their Revolver album, discussing its merits with Paul McCartney. Cliff Bennett and the Rebel Rousers subsequently had a hit record with a track from Revolver, produced by McCartney. The Rebel Rousers later left Bennett, but failed to make an impact without him. Chas played on various recording sessions before joining Head, Hands and Feet, then hooked up with Dave, billing themselves as Chas and Dave from 1972.

The duo’s first album, One Fing ’n’ Anuvver (1975), soon received airplay on music historian Charlie Gillett’s show on BBC Radio London. A national tour supporting 10cc followed, but the biggest boost to the duo’s career came from the Courage ads. Among the eight songs used as soundtracks were the top 20 hit singles Gertcha (1979), Rabbit (1980) and Ain’t No Pleasing You, an uncharacteristic slow ballad that became their biggest hit, reaching No 2 in 1982, as well as Margate the same year and The Sideboard Song (1979).

As ardent fans of Spurs, Chas and Dave were well placed to write and produce several hit singles performed by the Tottenham Hotspur FA Cup squads. The most successful of these was Ossie’s Dream (in tribute to the player and coach Ossie Ardiles), a No 5 hit in 1981, and , which reached no 19 in 1987. There was also a collaboration with Barry Hearn’s stable of snooker stars, credited as the Matchroom Mob, on Snooker Loopy, a No 6 hit in 1986.

The duo recorded a stream of albums, including Don’t Give a Monkey’s… (1979) and Well Pleased (1984). However it was the sing- along collections that amassed the biggest sales, with Chas and Dave’s Street Party: 50 Classic Songs Which Helped Win the War reaching No 3 in 1995. They had a renaissance in recent years, playing the Glastonbury festival in 2005 and 2007.

In 2009 Dave’s wife died, after which he became less active. They reunited in 2013 for two final albums, That’s What Happens and A Little Bit of Us, which returned them to their roots, and in 2014 Chas released a solo album, Together We Made Music. In recent years, Chas became an enthusiastic gardener and contributed a column, Rock ’n’ Roll Allotment, to the Daily Express

He is survived by his wife, Joan, a model and former Playboy “bunny”, whom he married in 1966, his children, Juliet, Kate and Nicholas, and two grandchildren.

• Chas (Charles Nicholas) Hodges, singer, songwriter and pianist, born 28 December 1943; died 22 September 2018

https://www.theguardian.com/music/2018/sep/23/chas-hodges-obituary
 
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