Foreword by Frank M. Young
Joe Meek's story is that of a man who triumphed over                              obstacles. Whether these obstacles were the repressive,                              conformist record labels and studios of pre-Beatles                              Britain, or not being able to sing in key, read music,                              or play an instrument, the producer/songwriter's apparent                              motto was "never say never."
As these, er, remarkable songwriting demos show,                              Meek had a definite ear for a catchy tune. He could                              also create simple, clever turns of pop-song phrase.                              Unlike, say, Carole King or Burt Bacharach, Joe couldn't                              convey his songs in a clean, clear, easy-to-get manner.
He could wail like a banshee, bang on pots and pans,                              stomp the floorboards and turn up the reverb to 11.                              Meek did all this, and more, whenever he got the notion                              to create a new popular song for one of his recording                              acts.
It was up to his associates with more conventional                              musical talent--David Adams, Geoff Goddard, arranger                              Charles Blackwell, and future heavy-metal icon Ritchie                              Blackmore--to translate Joe's caterwauling into structured,                              AABA hit material.
Meek can be a winning vocalist, as evinced here by                              his bouncy-creepy demo of "He's All Mine."                              His was the talent of just missing the note, sometimes                              by a hair. What he lacked in accuracy, he made up                              for--in spades--in over-the-top vocal dramatics. At                              times, he sounds like a tent-revival preacher about                              to talk in tongues.
Given Meek's hair-trigger temper, and his increasing                              tendency to fly into rages, I don't imagine it was                              any Sunday picnic for Adams, Goddard, et al to be                              handed off a typical Joe Meek demo. Just getting at                              what Joe heard in his head, in the first place, would                              have been a challenge.
Meek was fond of singing along to totally inappropriate                              backing tracks to other records. Sometimes he'd slow                              them down, sometimes he'd play them Chipmunk-fast,                              jamming wrong chord sequences and phrasings over the                              pre-fab backgrounds he fished out of the chaos at                              his home studio.
Meek did work with Adams and Goddard, and you can                              hear him working with Adams on the song "As Time                              Goes By" here, apparently in a good mood and                              receptive to his partner's ideas. For every peaceful                              moment such as this, there may have been 20 Yosemite                              Sam-esque flipouts. Meek was an unpredictable soul,                              to say the least.
Though Meek's otherworldly wailings would've never                              seen release back in the day, to modern ears his vocal                              stylings are pretty amazing. There is passion in his                              singing, lots of passion--a hint of madness, a soupcon                              of pathos and an unmistakable pride and sense of humor.
To enjoy Joe Meek's demos does require a sense of                              humor, and an appreciation of the absurd. Out of these                              moans and groans came the likes of "Telstar,"                              a global chart-topper that also made a pre-Beatles                              hit in the US. A producer of daring, innovation and                              sometimes surprising grace, Joe Meek the singer was                              a different beast entirely. To this Mr. Hyde of pop,                              I respectfully bow my head, tip my hat, and brace                              myself for the music we are all about to hear. - Frank                              M. Young
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        There is a Joe Meek movie. Telstar, a UK movie, details here http://www.telstarthemovie.co.uk/