Chuck didn't have touring back-up bands, he had pick-up bands he had never met wherever he was playing. You don't have to look far for the horror/humor stories.
No, I was roped in to doing a little recording work during a period of time when, aware of the damage pickup band shows were doing to his reputation, he was trying to put together a steady band. The real musical brains behind Chuck, Johnnie Johnson, was on the outs with Chuck at the time so it was up to Chuck to do the leg work. Local legend Billy Peek eventually got the nod. For a while. While Chuck was casting about, he tapped a band I was doing FOH sound for and "road managing". The recording work was really a series of auditions, but we didn't know that. Chuck and the leader/keyboardist of that band had an immediate ego clash and, since I also played keys, I was thrown into the gap.
Needless to say after a lot of false starts and pissing around, nothing ever came of it. There's a saying around St. Louis that probably persists to this day. It says that you aren't really a musician unless you've played with Chuck enough to call him an asshole. :lol:
To the man's credit, he continued to perform at least once a month at a local showcase club up until quite recently. And friends and relations back there tell me he mellowed quite a bit in his old age. And he was a very good player, not just in his genre. He could pull out a 40's or 50's jazz or pop standard and do it justice.
Still, the influence is undeniable and I've lost count of how many big-deal concerts in the 70's closed with Johnny B Goode. Smooth sailin'.