Sunday, November 23, 2025

They Came, They Saw, They Blinked: Some Lessons From The Shutdown Letdown


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Cartoon: Jesse Duqette
Nothing like priorities, eh?>

We know through painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.” (Martin Luther King, "Letter From A Birmingham Jail," 1963)

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Now that the dust has settled on history's longest government shutdown, it's fair to ask
, what did anybody learn? Not much, apparently, judging by the eight Democratic Senate renegades' eagerness to pull the plug on the whole venture -- or what appeared, at least initially, a concerted effort to slam some sort of brakes on what clearly has revealed itself as an increasingly lawless authoritarian regime. 

Certainly, that was the base's expectation, judging by a cursory glance around the old Internet, where the brush fires of "incandescent rage" -- to coin a phrase or two from Indviisible co-founder and leader, Ezra Levin -- are burning bright, as this economy tour from Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumer's Facebook timeline suggests: 

"Don't cave in those premium tax credits are very important. It allows me to receive good health care as a self-employed individual. One year would give us the opportunity to plan."

"Explain how caving on the only leverage you have is fighting?"

"Guess they didn't understand the assignment, after those big wins on Tuesday."

"I see a primary challenger in your future. They will win."

"If caving is fighting, you're Muhammad Ali."

"If we had fought like (this) in 1941, we'd all be speaking Japanese right now."

"If you can't hold your coalition together, then you need to step down, and let someone who knows how to lead take the reins."


"Is this another example of your strongly worded letter(s)?"

"It's time for new leadership. We need younger leadership with bigger ideas that are willing to take it to Hell to fight for us."

"This was the fight. You gave in."

As the cliche goes -- tough room, right?


<A snapshot of the incandescent rage,
lighting up that Merrie Olde Internet...>

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Good thing Uncle Chuck wasn't a standup comedian, or he'd have to find some other occupation, fast. Well, actually, he did
-- this is who we're stuck with right now, as a face of the Democratic Party. Given the current dynamics, somewhere out in Standup Comedy Heaven, Desi Arnaz's distinctive accent is ringing out, loud and clear:


"Chuck-k-k-y-y-y! 
You got some 'splainin to do!" 

Progressives, meanwhile, who watched the horror of the Democratic Party's latest epic climbdown are left to shout this all too familiar refrain:

"Ai-yi-yi-yi-yyyiii!" 

All jokes apart, however, I'd support AOC's observation that the party's problems go way beyond one person. Uncle Chuck's passive aggressive combat stance, his lifelong risk aversiveness, and lack of timing are all too visible sins that we've seen  over his decades on the national stage. It's the same old soggy shit sandwich that Democratic base voters are expected to swallow, over and over and over again, stamped with their party's signature shrugs of learned helplessness: "Hey, what did you expect? We did the best we could."

That said, in the spirit of course correction, we offer some pertinent observations, for whoever wants to take them -- maybe some higher-up, maybe some staffer connected to them, or God knows, even Uncle Chuck himself, and his higher-profile cohorts -- so they may have their Jacob Marley moment, and get all those unforced errors out of their system, once and for all. Because, the way our democracy continues to backslide, we can't afford too many more.

<Resistance Works Best 
When Everyone Does It>
If it hasn't been said before, whoever's sitting in the room should say it out loud right now: a resistance can't function if everyone does their own thing. One of the striking features of the second Trump era is how many players have yet to learn that lesson. If reports are correct, the Rogue Eight Democratic Senators who joined Republicans in reopening the government seemed bent on that outcome from the start; progressives apparently banked on public furor keeping them onboard.

They guessed wrong, but the lesson is clear enough, as any number of historic examples tell us. One of the classic examples is the British miners' strike of 1984, which wasn't universally observed -- especially in the Nottinghamshire region, whose coal pits ranked among the most profitable, with the best-paid miners. Workers there refused to join their counterparts, convinced that Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher would never dare to close them. Of course, once the miners gave in, the Iron Lady rewarded their backwards devotion by ensuring they were the first pits to shut down.

<Set Clear Goals 
& Expectations>
Government shutdowns, when they do happen, are bare-knuckled, ball-breaking, brutal affairs. Some commentators have suggested that caving to Republican demands -- voting for the so-called continuing resolution that locks in the Medicare cuts, and other ghastly aspects of their so-called "Big Beautiful Bill," rammed through earlier this year -- was the only option. They weren't going to negotiate on extending the Affordable Care Act subsidies at the centerpiece of the shutdown fight, so why bother with it?

Friends and relatives who work for the feds have suggested likewise to me, saying that an extended standoff wasn't worth continuing to miss paychecks, racking up debt, or risking foreclosure. Then why drag them through those ordeals, without some well-defined red lines, and an appropriate endgame? Giving up the "good fight" after such a lengthy tussle (43 days) only makes the morning after taste all the sourer.

<Timing Is Everything>
If the shutdown's end is a Schumer move, it would mark the second time he's struggled with that issue. Knowing when to keep the powder dry (or not) is among the trickiest skills for any politician to master, as we saw in March, when Uncle Chuck tripped over himself to announce -- a full day, no less, before the proverbial five minutes to midnight deadline -- that Democrats wouldn't trigger a shutdown.

The fallout is even stickier this time, coming after a nationwide electoral rout of Republicans serving a certain orange cult leader, whose numbers continue to drop. Surely, didn't those volunteers who worked to ensure the marquee candidates' victories -- Mamdani, Sherrill, and Spanberger, plus their state and local counterparts -- deserve better? Apparently, Uncle Chuck fretted about this issue, too, telling his defectors to wait at least until after Election Day passed -- or risk depressing turnout. Otherwise, the donkey party's latest climbdown would have looked even ghastlier than it eventually did.

<Treat Hardship
As A Feature, Not A Bug>
We've already addressed this issue, but the point bears repeating. No major anti-authoritarian movement can succeed when it fractures, whether through circumstances, or some "other shoe" dropping on them from above. When we talk about outright autocracies, the unpleasant reality is that a fearsome toll often accompanies their overthrow. 

Examples abound, like the Romanian Revolution of 1989, which claimed 1,104 lives in the struggle to end Nicole Ceaucescu's long-standing tyranny. That's simply the acknowledged total; some estimates place it closer to 4,000 or 5,000 people, though we'll never know for sure. Such numbers stand as a reminder that the demise of autocracy carries a significant cost. Or, to put it another way, if all Trump has to do is squeeze his opponents' belies, to ensure the appropriate degree of submission ("Please don't hurt me, I give up, I give up") from them, then all this so-called resistance ends being only so much performative kayfabe.

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Underline Yer Redlines,
Then Stick To Them>
One aspect that bears repeating, and didn't get well reported, is that Democratic messaging remains as inconsistent as ever. Just look how their so-called "redlines" progressively shrank, as the shutdown unfolded. The ACA extensions merely ended up as the last redline standing, once Democratic leaders ditched their other big demands, including an end to Trump's so-called "pocket recissions" ("F#ck the power of the purse, I'll spend whatever funds you approved, only on programs that I approve"), and a reversal of the Medicaid cuts and food aid work requirements (courtesy of the "Big Ugly Bill").

The unpopularity of all these items offered a real opportunity to talk about the pathology behind them, and who's responsible for it, which leading Democrats did, to some degree, only to jettison those redlines, one by one, when the Republicans refused to engage. But that's a given with them; they don't like people pressing them to the wall, as AOC, Ro Khanna, and Tim Walz did so creatively, by holding town halls in red states whose representatives went into hiding. 

No such efforts happened this time, leaving Democrats to settle for the promise of a mid-December vote on potentially extending the subsidies, with no such commitments offered on the House side.  Which begs the question, how much negotiation did anybody actually do here? Because it sure doesn't look that way to the rank and file.

<Visions Mean Something>
One other notable takeaway is how much the Democratic Party still defines itself in reactive opposition to Trump. If someone's working up a Project 2029 for them, I haven't seen it. Aside from progressive circles, we have yet to hear Democrats offer a positive alternate, as to what kind of future they want to see -- because Trump won't be around forever, as much as he's hoping to prove otherwise, and his personality cult will likely die with him. 

This hard fact leaves a major opening to move beyond mere triage and sweep up the mess, as Democrats found themselves doing after the Reagan and Bush eras. If nothing else, the Trump era exposed the rotten underpinnings of the half-hearted neoliberalism that the donkey party embraced as the magic elixir to solving all tis problems -- and until Democrats finally part company with it, major social progress will remain "but a fleeting illusion, to be pursued, but never attained" (Bob Marley, "War").

<Workarounds Are Worth
The Price Of Admission>
Last, but not least, until Democrats move beyond the tired "percentage football" game they seem content to play -- three tries, then punt -- it's hard to imagine them capitalizing on a midterm 2026 wipeout, assuming that the Republicans will accept the results of one. Mobilizing public opinion is one of the keystones of any post-Trump strategy, which makes the eight rogue Senators' refusal to embrace it all the more head-scratching and infuriating -- none more so than Angus King, who moaned, "Standing up to Trump didn't work."

It's the sort of clueless response that begs the question, "Well, then what exactly is your job, if you don't feel like fighting back?" Hopefully, Mainers will finally retire King when his next election comes up, because if this fight demonstrated anything, it's that the younger generation needs to occupy those types of leadership roles, more than ever -- and sooner, not later.

Because people are tired of hearing that same old broken record ("We can't. We can't. We can't."), from the same old people continuing to play it. They deserve better refrains than that singularly monotonous signature refrain of failure after failure, excuse after excuse, without nothing to show for it, except the latest litany of promises, which will be broken as soon as the ink dries.



<Ain't that the truth?
Cue the cliche: yup, yup, and yup, again...>



<Coda>
The Trauma Man, Russ Vought, will come back swinging his scythe, with yet another agency or department in his sights, as millions of Americans stand to lose their food stamps or their health insurance coverage, knowing full well that no cavalry is coming to relieve their misery -- at least right away. Trump can once again gloat that he forced his enemies, real or imagined, to give in without giving up anything in return.

And as for the Rogue Eight, I leave them with these words from Martin Luther King to ring forever in their ears, loudly and long, as their last-minute act of treachery looms forever large, words that seem more relevant than ever today: 

“Courage is an inner resolution to go forward despite obstacles. Cowardice is submissive surrender to circumstances. Courage breeds creativity; Cowardice represses fear, and is mastered by it. Cowardice asks the question, 'Is it safe?' Expediency asks the question, 'Is it politic?' Vanity asks the question, 'Is it popular?' But conscience asks the question, 'Is it right?'" 

We'll see who actually learns these lessons Time will tell, soon enough.--The Reckoner



Thursday, November 20, 2025

Interpreters Want A Union (So Sign Their Petition)

 

<Courtesy: AFL-CIO>

Here's another interesting appeal that's come over the Ramen Noodle Nation email transom. This latest AFL-CIO email serves as yet another reminder, if we really need one, that companies shouldn't be allowed to run the table, and subjugate workers to whatever cheap 'n' nasty thing they want to impose on them.

Still, it's fair to say that when we think of workers who need unions, most people probably wouldn't place interpreters anywhere on that list. We typically associate that need with the "bread 'n' butter jobs," as I call them -- from cops and construction workers, to firefighters and food inspectors, plumbers and prison guards, waitresses and weekend baristas, whose stresses and pressures seem more visible, and thus, more obviously relatable.

Guess what? Interpreters have their own unique issues, too, as the CWA press release (see link below) enumerates, rattling off the usual sins -- long hours, low pay, lack of training -- with being forced to take back-to-back calls topping their grievances. Suffice to say, every job has its own particular peaks and valleys, that nobody bothers to think about -- until they need those services, and whoever's providing the has to step up. Interpreters are no different.

So, with that being said, here's a letter from one interpreter, outlining why they want to form a union, and how you can help them reach their goal:

"My name is Sara, and I work as an interpreter at LanguageLine Solutions. I'm also a Communications Workers of America (CWA) retiree who remains active in the union, which is one of the AFL-CIO’s 64 national labor unions. At LanguageLine, my co-workers and I work for hospitals, courtrooms, banks and schools across the United States, providing interpretation services in critical situations that impact people’s health care, legal rights, insurance and finances.

 

"It’s a stressful job, but we love helping our communities. We are joining together for a union with CWA because we face unfair and unstable working conditions. Our hours are cut without notice, we aren’t paid a living wage and many of us are forced to take back-to-back calls without breaks. Not only do these conditions hurt us, but they also degrade the quality of interpretation services relied upon by millions of people across the country.


'As a CWA retiree, I know firsthand what it means to have a union contract that protects me and my co-workers. A union gives us a voice at work and the power to fight for a better future for ourselves and our communities

 

"Please stand with us by signing our petition to demand LanguageLine Solutions respect our right to join a union to ensure dignity, fairness and quality in this vital service.

 

"Also, follow us on Instagram to hear more of our stories and help amplify our fight.

 

"Access to interpretation and translation services is a civil right in the United States, and is rooted in the principle that language barriers should not lead to discrimination or prevent people from accessing essential programs and services.

"Sign Our Petition:
https://actionnetwork.org/petitions/tell-languageline-solutions-to-respect-interpreters-voices/?source=aflcio&link_id=6&can_id=4e6c8046819e1ba183f676fa03eddc7a&email_referrer=email_2986652&email_subject=help-me-and-fellow-interpreters-join-a-union&


"Our work is essential, and our rights must be respected.

 

"Thank you so much for your support!

 

"In unity, 

 

"Sara Ramirez

LanguageLine Interpreter and CWA Retiree."


So there you have it. At 9.9%, American levels of unionism have never been lower, and adding interpreters to the countless millions of others going without those rights and protections can only be a net benefit, right? Conversely, perceptions of unionism have never been more positive (roughly 70%, according to a September 2024 Gallup poll). 


It's a feeling undoubtedly goosed by rampant levels of inequality, not to mention the endless bullying, double-dealing and mind game playing of employers in general, such as the imposition of "return to work" policies, for example. How sad it is that we have to fall this far to appreciate what we've lost, but it's par for the course -- like the Cinderella song says, "You Don't Know What You've Got (Till It's Gone)." Funny how that works, isn't it? --The Reckoner


Links To Go (Step Right Up,

Sign The Petition, Secure The Future):


Communications Workers of America

Interpreters Expose LanguageLine Solutions...:
https://cwa-union.org/news/releases/interpreters-expose-languageline-solutions-undermining-service-quality-low-wages-and


Reddit: When Are Interpreters Going To Unionize?
https://www.reddit.com/r/ASLinterpreters/comments/1423lyc/when_are_interpreters_going_to_unionize/
[Interesting thread, focused on the deaf community, but one that raises some varied and insightful perspectives]


The Rochester Beacon

VRS Interpreters Need Union Representation:

https://rochesterbeacon.com/2025/09/10/vrs-interpreters-need-union-representation/

AT&T Greases The Deportation Machine: Join The Boycott Against Them

 

<Courtesy Of People's Action>

The mass kidnappings orchestrated by Trump's paramilitary immigration army have forced Americans to confront some uncomfortable realities. One of them is the preponderance of corporations taking advantage of their knee-bending with the Trump regime, either to capitalize on their proximity with its kleptocratic army of grifters, cranks and sycophants, or -- in this case -- help grease the skids for its deportation machine.

Of course, this is hardly a new problem. Corporations are always eager to service the worst actors in their manic pursuit of double digit percentage growth every year. The obvious parallel is Nazi Germany, for whom IG Farben mass produced the substance (Zyklon B) used in the gas chambers; BMW, Daimler-Benz, Krupp and Siemens freely used concentration camp slave laborer in their factories; and Deutsche Bank, Trump's lender of last resort, and Dresdner Bank participated in the "Ayanization" (confiscation) of Jewish property, and financed the Nazi state's various unsavory projects, such as the Auschwitz extermination camp.

And, as a friend of mine reminded me today, you also have the example of IBM, one of many feral Big Tech entities that's developed specialized vetting software for use against immigrants, among their many, many other sins, such as selling computers for South Africa's apartheid regime in the 1970s -- and more recently, the Netanyahu regime, in Israel. After all, efficiency is the most highly prized asset in committing any type of war crime, and as these companies demonstrate, they have no problem helping the worst pariah governments commit it.

So AT&T is, sadly, hardly unique in that respect. But I'll let these words from People's Action speak for themselves:

"As you know, Trump's deportation machine has been targeting Chicago and greater Illinois. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) and Customs and Border Patrol (CBP) have terrorized our neighborhoods, rolled tear gas into the places we live, and violated our rights.

"And, behind them, big corporations are profiting off our pain. They're contracting with the Department of Homeland Security, CBP, and ICE. Among them is AT&T, a multi-billion-dollar corporation with multi-million-dollar government contracts.

"That’s why we, our Illinois member organizations The People’s Lobby and ONE People’s Campaign, and our allies just mobilized 1,000 people in and around Chicago and Illinois to tell AT&T that we know what they’re doingAnd, we’re not going to take it. At 18 stores all around the area, people like you and me rallied to tell them to drop their contracts.

"And, if they don’t, we pledged not to buy or upgrade any of their plans or products in the holiday season. We invite you to join the thousands of people who already took the pledge. Anyone can join–even if you don’t use AT&T.

"What took place in Illinois is part of pivots in our organizing to meet the moment. Instead of just naming and shaming AT&T CEO John Stankey and AT&T’s big shareholders, we asked people to join us in imposing a financial cost on them. And they did, with the Chicago Teachers Union and May Day Strong helping to lead the way.

"We’ve still got a lot to learn. But as thousands of people continue to flock to sign our pledge, we think we may be onto something here. Tonight we’re going to build on what we started in Illinois with a big coalition to hold even more corporations accountable. Please join us.

"The Organizing Revival is alive and thriving thanks to your support and organizing. We can do new things to get different results–but it’s going to take all of us."

So, if you want to call out AT&T off its complicity, you can go here, to the relevant link:
https://actionnetwork.org/petitions/att?link_id=1&can_id=4e6c8046819e1ba183f676fa03eddc7a&source=email-att-never-saw-it-coming-2&email_referrer=email_2989541&email_subject=att-never-saw-it-coming&&

And later on, if you want to join a call to plot further strategy with May Day Strong, head to this link, and join the call (it's at 8 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time tonight, 11/20):  
We Choose Workers Over Billionaires this Holiday Season · May Day Strong

And if you can't? Well, I'm sure this won't be the last opportunity to make your voice heard on this subject, so feel free to stop in, and look around the neighborhood. Obviously, this isn't going to be a seamless, perfect effort -- Yer Humbler Narrator, for one, does happen to have an AT&T land line, inherited from the previous tenant. That said, I plan to rid myself of it shortly, because it's just gotten too damn expensive, like all of their piracy-minded cohorts.

The actual numbers of AT&T's contracts with the Department of Homeland Security are eye-popping, too (see link below), starting with its recent announcement of a 10-year, $146 million contract to
 “provide mission-critical communications services that support the agency’s national security and emergency preparedness mission,” which sounds way more pleasant the reality we're seeing on TV every night, of masked goons grabbing people at random, and shoving them into vans, that take them to Trump's growing array of privately-contacted holding pens (which is worth a post in itself).

But the bigger point here is that with revenues approaching $120 billion, AT&T hardly needs to cozy up with Trump's thugs to stay profitable -- if that's actually the reason. In the meantime, everybody can do something, however small, to move the needle -- and finally impose some measure of accountability on the likes of AT&T, and their fellow bad actors, from corporate governance, to pricing, and beyond. Because, suffice to say, people who help to keep a xenophobic deportation machine humming are probably not the types of entities you want to support in the first place. --The Reckoner

Links To Go (Hurry, Hurry,
Before They Scoop Us Off The Sidewalk):

The American Prospect
Chicagoans Grill AT&T For Facilitating ICE Terror:
https://prospect.org/2025/11/17/chicago-ice-att-protest-department-homeland-security/

No Tech For ICE:
https://notechforice.com/
(Essential, for staying up to date on this topic -- a boatload of links and graphics, including a "Take Back Tech" comic, in English and Spanish, summarizing the relevant issues)

Friday, October 31, 2025

A Treat For Joe Meek Fans: Return To 304 Holloway Road (1992)

<"No, mate, we didn't get free sandwiches in those days..." 
Drummer Clem Cattini (left),who played on "Telstar," 
shares a light moment with Meek biographer John Repsch.
 
The woman behind them seems unsure 
what she's doing in this company...
("Just who are these nutters, exactly?")

"Return To Holloway Road" (YouTube capture)>

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What hasn't already been said about Joe Meek (1929-67), and the legend of his home studio at 304 Holloway Road? For casual fans, he's simply "The Telstar Man," who created, produced and recorded the Tornadoes' monster #1 US/UK chart-topper of 1962, which inspired the Con O'Neil-fronted biopic (Telstar, 2008).

Yet even in abbreviated form, his resume is impressive, going strictly on the string of big hits that he helmed there, from "Johnny Remember Me," by John Leyton (#1 UK, 1961), and its equally inspired follow-up, "Wild Wind" (#2 UK), to  "Just Like Eddie" (Heinz, #5 UK, 1963), "Globetrotter" (The Tornados, #5 UK, 1963), and his last major blockbuster, "Have I The Right" (The Honeycombs, #1 Australia, Canada, UK, Sweden; #5 US; #2 Holland, 1964).

Mind you, those are only the greatest hits. We're not even counting the quirkier fare that didn't chart, like David John & The Mood's three classic singles, or The Syndicats' "Crawdaddy Simone," which made no impression on its 1965 release, but has since gained its rightful recognition as a greasy, gritty slab of tough-minded R&B-driven rock (a status confirmed by its position as the closing number over the credits in Telstar). 

In fact, it's no exaggeration to view Joe Meek as a one-man game changer, starting with his status as Britain's first major independent producer. Try and imagine the British Invasion happening, for instance, without the transatlantic success of "Telstar" to kick-start it (coming a full year before the Beatles took the nation by storm). Reams of print have been devoted to Meek's production techniques, from his liberal use of compression, echo, and phasing, incorporation of found sounds, and old school workarounds (like speeding up recordings, to make up for his vocally-challenged artists' shortcomings).

And, while his methods are justly celebrated, let's not forget how far ahead of his time he reached as a songwriter, too. One of the more notable examples is "Do You Come Here Often?", an organ-driven, largely instrumental wink-wink, nudge-nudge nod to Meek's own repressed homosexuality -- still an official no-no, when he allegedly shot his landlady, and then committed suicide, on February 3, 1967 -- and is generally considered the first overtly gay pop record.

I could go on and on, but don't want to lose us in the weeds, so why not check out the first time we celebrated the essence of Joe's genius, and one of his major proteges, Screaming Lord Sutch, right at this link -- you'll get the idea quickly enough:


<Left to right: Honey Lantree (The Honeycombs), John Repsch, Roger LaVern and Clem Cattini (The Tornados)revisit 
the finer points of recording in the Beat Boom era,
in this scene from "Return To 304...">

<ii.>
Needless to say, I didn't know any of these things when I bought John Repsch's groundbreaking biography, The Legendary Joe Meek: The Telstar Man, in 1989. If I recall correctly, I did so on the strength of reviews in Time Out, or some music-/hipster-oriented rag along those lines. I'm fairly sure that the cartoonishly sensational cover -- a closeup shot of Joe, surrounded by the Grim Reaper and a bevy of 45s, circling him like so many UFOs -- helped to seal the deal. It certainly stood out a mile on the book rack at Tower Records' Piccadilly Circus outlet.

So imagine my surprise at finding this half hour film, "Return To 304 Holloway Road," on YouTube! It's an amazing document, essentially a celebration of the space that served as Joe's creative home, featuring many of the principals who recorded there -- as you'll see in these screenshots accompanying this post. The heavier hitters present include Tornados drummer Clem Cattini, and keyboardist Roger LaVern; Honeycombs drummer-vocalist Honey Lantree, and rhythm guitarist Martin Murray; and His Lordship himself, David (Screaming Lord) Sutch.

You also see members of lesser-rung bands like The Moontrekkers, and the Puppets, plus others whose recognition came long, long after the fact. Notable examples of the latter phenomenon include Danny Rivers, since documented on Cherry Red's Tea Chest Tapes reissue series, and the late Kim Roberts, who recorded a dozen unreleased tracks -- of which two graced Joe Meek's Girls (1997), a CD dedicated to some of the notable female artists he recorded.

Yet "Return To 304 Holloway Road" is a film without a backstory, it seems, judging from my online attempts to pin one down. It doesn't feature on the Internet Movie Database (IMDB), where the strangest, most obscure movies march happily on -- such as the one I saw last night, Encounter With The Unknown (1972), a B-grade horror anthology narrated by Rod Serling. Nor did I find any online references to it, however fleeting, a real oddity in a virtual era where exhaustive documentation is now the norm.

The one area of inquiry seemed most fruitful -- searching the respective company and director/producer, SPA Films Limited and Bob Frost, credited with the film -- also comes up short, beyond a listing on Companies House, the corporate UK tracking site. I did find a blog obituary, penned by a colleague on Frost's passing in 2016, that makes no mention of "Return To 304." (In any event, we know the date, which rolls out onscreen, right at the beginning, for reasons that will become apparent shortly.)

Searches for further information on SPA Films Ltd. yielded little, beyond basic details posted on Companies House, the UK's corporate tracking website. I found that SPA Films Ltd. got up and running on 10/2/90. Prior to that time, a different company, River Bounty Ltd. -- credited with post-production -- had been operating since December 1990. SPA Films itself dissolved in October 2020, four years after its founder's passing, which seems like a decent run, all things considered.


<"Not just now!" Honey Lantree 
and Martin Murray remember 
that moment on the stairs...>

<iii.>
Whatever you want to say about "Return To 304," it's definitely not a slick affair. How else to explain the filmmakers' curious decision not to start on the interviews or storytelling until we roughly reach the 12- or 13-minute mark? Until then, we're treated to the sounds of the guests milling around, in various configurations, gabbling like ducks at a pond (which isn't a criticism, or a putdown, just a realistic take on what we're seeing there).

I'm guessing that the filmmakers included these moments in the spirit of cinema verite, but for viewers, it's a deadly choice. Far better to skip over to that near-halfway point, and see what kinds of stories emerge, once Repsch finally gets down to business with his guests. But once he does, the results are fairly insightful, and rewarding to hear, from the parties involved.

Clem Cattini -- remarkably, still with us, at 88 -- comments about the casual nature of Joe's setup, which certainly came across as an radical one for musicians used to the acoustically soundproofed walls and tiled ceilings that prevailed in more formal studio settings. Workarounds were the norm, since the outside world itself interfered more often than not, Cattini recalls: "We had to stop recording, to let lorries go past."

As Cattini notes, landlady Violet Shenton insisted on having the music stop by 10:00 p.m., and she was never shy about telling Joe if she felt that the proceedings were getting too loud for comfort. His disclosure prompts Repsch to ask, "He didn't ever say, 'Look, Clem, can you drum quietly?'" Cattini smiles, zinger at the ready: "They knew that would be impossible."

Such comments only hint of Joe's reputation as a moody, unpredictable taskmaster, though some express this view more bluntly than others -- such as Roger LaVern, credited with additional keyboards on "Telstar".  "I remember so many problems with Joe," he chuckles, with a wicked smile.

It's an observation that draws a hearty round of laughter from the gathering, which becomes a pivotal midpoint for the film, as Murray recounts -- when Joe drafted him and his fellow Honeycombs to lay down the insistent foot stomping beat that plays such a prominent role in their signature hit, "Have I The Right."

Getting that task done meant lining them everyone up on the stairs, and having them pound mightily together, over and over, until Joe finally felt satisfied -- a process that wound on throughout the night, and into the wee hours, when the cleaning woman arrived, at 6:00 a.m.

Now came the hard part, as Murray elaborates: "She was very anxious to sweep the stairs." He pauses, and delivers the punchline. "I think she thought the stairs were falling in, because she was underneath them: 'Joe! I'd like to do the stairs!' And he got really angry, and said, 'Not just now!' Anyway, she didn't say too much. She might have sworn under her breath..."

"Was he pleased with the end product?" Repsch inquires.

"Oh, thrilled," Murray responds. "Absolutely thrilled."

"Yeah, he would be," Honey nods, looking -- well, absolutely fabulous, positively smashing, or insert whatever phrase works for you here -- in her royal blue pant suit and blazer. 

But then, again, five million worldwide sales of a hit single will do that, right? "Have I The Right" had legs, as they say in "da biz," to the point of inspiring a German-language cover ("Hab Ich Das Recht") for the Deutsch teenbeat market. The Honeycombs soon found themselves packed off on an early template for those never-ending world tours that accompany some unexpected success or other (which is how they became the first pop group to play Thailand, for instance, as Repsch's bio details).

It's not hard to imagine Joe bopping his head whenever "Have I The Right" boomed out from his radio, or the jukebox at the pub, losing himself in daydream after daydream: Yeah, see, that's how it's done, you bastards! I showed you with "Telstar," I'm showing you again with "Have I The Right," and I'll keep on showing you...once I get the next "Telstar" down, that is!

But that unexpected tonic of major success marked the last time that Joe would ever experience such a phenomenon, for a sustained period. Three years later, his own bright, shining star of success that he never stopped pursuing so avidly, would come crashing down to Earth, in a welter of tragedy, one that left numerous unanswered questions. But that's another story, for another time.



<Above: Lord Sutch palms off one of his infamous "Loony Money" notes on Clem Cattini, who's fully in on the joke.

<Below: Honey Lantree and Martin Murray look on with amusement, as Lord Sutch prepares to lead the visitors on a singalong for his birthday.>



<iv.>
The film takes yet another left turn around the 20-minute mark, as Screaming Lord Sutch -- or David Sutch, perhaps, to his inner circle -- chugs boisterously up the stairs, eager to do his part in promoting the Meek legacy as someone who recorded several notable singles with him between 1961 and 1965.

The best-known is "Jack The Ripper" (1963), which naturally prompts Sutch to lead a bawdy singalong of lyrics that likely wouldn't pass muster in today's climate: "
"Well, he walks down the street/Every girl he meets, he asks, "Is your name Mary Kelly?'"

Sutch and Meek both shared a well-documented love of horror and sci-fi, which makes itself felt in some of their other singles, like "Till The Following Night" (1961), "Monster In Black Tights" (1963), and "Dracula's Daughter."

I remember playing some of these songs for a support group, whom I'd persuaded to do a presentation about these two particular gents. 
I went in, thinking, "Ah, these records will sound pretty tame to their ears, won't they? I bet they don't even tap their feet!"

To my great surprise, and enduring amusement, I saw a few people shrink back in their chairs! 
One person, if I recall correctly, practically jumped out of their seat after I pulled out the Moontrekkers' moody 1961 instrumental, "Night Of The Vampire" -- which opens with a full minute of howls, shrieks, and moans, amid a sonic backdrop of gusty winds, before the song actually kicks in. (Joe apparently is among those shrieking their lungs out; go figure, eh?)

Not surprisingly, perhaps, the BBC promptly banned the single as "unsuitable for persons of a nervous disposition," though not before it had climbed to #50 on the UK charts. When I asked for comments about the music, it didn't take long for a consensus to form: "Definitely someone who's obsessed with the dark side!" (At this point, perhaps, you may feel fully entitled to ask, "Well, what did you expect?")

His grand entrance made, all eyes rapidly shift to Sutch in full-on promo mode, as he shamelessly plugs his latest effort, The Screaming Lord Sutch Story (EMI), which prompts him to drop a sardonic observation: "I don't give 'em away, any records out, 'cause I'm still trying to get some royalties!"

It's an understandable comment from a man whose status owed much to his knack for endless, yet inventive self-promotion, and his over the top live act -- necessities for an artist who never achieved major success, even as he hired numerous musicians who later became famous in their own right. (Legendary guitarists Jimmy Page and Ritchie Blackmore are just two examples of this phenomenon.)

It's the reason, perhaps, when Murray innocently asks Sutch what he's been up to lately, His Lordship replies a tad defensively: "Some us still do gigs!"  
That unerring combination of self-promotion and self-deprecation also lent itself well to Sutch's satirical political forays -- including 39 campaigns for Parliament, between 1963 and 1997 -- most commonly as the face of the Official Monster Raving Loony Party (which he co-founded, and still exists). 

As part of the satire, Sutch produced his own brand of "Loony Notes" (signed by the "Chief Shyster"). Naturally, he doesn't miss the opportunity to palm one off on Cattini, his vastly more successful peer (who holds a world of playing on at least 44 #1 hits, the most of any session musician). 

"This is worth more than Joe's royalties!" Cattini cracks, which prompts an equally gentle jab from Sutch: "Don't spend it all at once."

Amid all the good-natured tomfoolery, Sutch announces that it's his birthday, which provides the cue for Murray to lead an appropriately rowdy singalong of the old standard. A cake is duly wheeled out, with a black coffin as the centerpiece -- which prompts a slight face from Murray: "Just a nice thing to put on the table, isn't it? A coffin..."

Though served up to burnish Sutch's horror rock image, that coffin offers a poignant and unsettling sight, in light of his own suicide, seven years later. As Sutch's biographer has observed: who cheers up the man who sees his job as cheering everybody else up?

Of course, Lord Sutch wasn't the only musician in Meek's orbit to die prematurely. Kim Roberts, seen briefly here and there, also passed away, of heart problems, at age 55. Cattini's example aside, many of the participants here are long gone, though Sutch's birthday announcement provides an important clue -- in terms of sussing out one major reason for filming "Return To 304."

A quick search discerns the date of Sutch's birthday as November 10, when His Lordship turned 51; reason enough, it seems, for rounding up the principals featured here, and celebrate him, at the same time as Joe Meek. 
I also suspect that John Repsch played a major part in this project, since he's the one we see working the room, chatting up this person here, firing off a question or two at somebody else over there. In other words, he not only lent his face to this film, but probably had a hand in its creation behind the scenes, as well.

After all, it's touted as a VHS issue on YouTube, which suggests either a local or regional release, even if it didn't hit UK cinemas nationwide. Put another way, I doubt the producers would have devoted nearly half the contents to the social aspect of the night, if they didn't think that someone might sit through it all. In any event, further details behind "Return To 304"'s creation and release would be most welcome.


<A couple of young fans treat the filmmakers
to a chorus or two of "Have I The Right,"
in the bathroom, which also doubled
as Joe's echo chamber...>


>Coda<
Fittingly, "Return To 304" closes with an excerpt from "Telstar," the song that launched Joe Meek -- and indeed, so many of the musicians that he drew into his orbit -- for that brief, yet exhilarating rocket ride to the proverbial "toppermost of the poppermost," to coin a phrase from his Merseybeat rivals, the Beatles. 

Because, in the end, "Return To 304 Holloway Road" reminds us that Joe Meek was much a metaphor, as a flesh and blood person -- as someone dedicated to breaking the sound barrier, figuratively and literally, in every sense of the term. Watching Telstar, amid its one glaring factual error -- Joe Meek and Heinz did not sleep with one another -- makes me think, "If only someone had gotten to this guy faster, made feel better in his own skin, reassure him that others really did love him, and that his future would turn out, in the end, how much more music would we have gotten?"

Because, in a sense, that is what happened. Shortly after Joe's suicide, a higher court freed up a mountain of "Telstar" royalties that had been frozen by a plagiarism suit, which also got dismissed. Cherry Red Records is busily reissuing the cream of the so-called "Tea Chest Tapes," some 600 trunks of reel to reel spools from Joe's many, many sessions, ensuring that new discoveries about his methods will continue for years to come.

Bands continue to cover "Telstar," and other notable Meek-related songs, while others reference some aspects of his production that strike their fancy. How appropriate, for instance, that Muse frontman Matt Bellamy happens to be the son of George Bellamy, who played rhythm guitar on "Telstar" -- proof positive, for those needing it, that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

The homosexuality that Meek spent so much time repressing became legal for Britons in July 1967, only five months after his death -- news that might finally have healed the various fissures tearing and grinding at his psyche, which caused him to self-medicate it via a vicious cycle of uppers and downers.

As Repsch notes, people buy the most trivial of records associated with Joe Meek, simply because he produced them. In 60 years, he's gone from someone who died broke and embittered, whose name has never been pervasive than today. What a shame he didn't live to see any of it, and yet, what a remarkable outcome it is, to see so many people still finding something worth celebrating as a synonym for sonic exploration.

And that's the chief appeal of this quirky little piece of film, however obscure it may be. And oh, yes, while we're about it? Happy Halloween. --The Reckoner

Links To Go (Hurry, Hurry, Take
The Last Train To Meeksville):
Islington Tribune: The Life And Violent Death

Journal On The Art Of Record Production:

Queer Heritage: "Do You Come Here Often?":
https://www.queermusicheritage.com/mar2015meek.html


 Return To Holloway Road:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XuhiD1VDPQU


<Above: From the film: 304, as it appeared 
to the outside world, in 1990s-era London

Below: 304, as it is today:
If only these walls could talk...
A plaque now marks the site.>


Saturday, October 18, 2025

Mad King Watch (Take X): Once More, With Feeling: No Thrones, No Crowns, No Kings (UPDATED. 10/20/25)

 


<About This Event>

In America, we don’t put up with would-be kings.

Our peaceful movement is only getting bigger and stronger. “NO KINGS” is more than just a slogan—it’s the foundation our nation was built upon. Born in the streets, carried by millions in chants and on posters, it echoes from city blocks to rural town squares, uniting people across this country to fight dictatorship together.

The president thinks his rule is absolute. But in America, we don’t have kings, and we won’t back down against chaos, corruption, and cruelty. Grow our movement and join us.

A core principle behind all No Kings events is a commitment to nonviolent action. We expect all participants to seek to de-escalate any potential confrontation with those who disagree with our values and to act lawfully at these events. Weapons of any kind, including those legally permitted, should not be brought to events.




<Top 10 Signs Spotted Today...>

"Billionaires Are
Treading On All Of Us"

"Free Balls,
For Members Of Congress
Who Have Lost Theirs"

"I Speak For The Trees,
I Stand With The Frog"

"Mark Of The Beast"
(w/image of red MAGA hat)

"No Crowns For The Clown"

"No-Faux-King-Way"

"The Only Monarch We Need"
(alongside an image of the butterfly of the same name)

"People Have The Power...
To Wrestle The Earth 
From Fools"
(always nice to see that 
Patti Smith song referenced)

"Things Are So Bad,
Even The Introverts Are Here"

"Trump = Tariffs, Inflation, Chaos"

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<Text Of Bernie Sanders Speech:
Washington, DC Rally>

Thank you, Washington. What a great turnout.

Thank you, Indivisible, for your fantastic organizing.

Thank you to the millions of Americans, from our smallest towns to our largest cities, in every state in our country, who are gathering today at thousands of rallies.

Mike Johnson, the Republican Speaker of the House, called these rallies “hate America“ events. Boy. Does he have that wrong. Millions of Americans are coming out today not because they “hate America.” We’re here because we love America.

We’re here because we’re going to do everything we can to honor the sacrifices of millions of men and women who, over the last 250 years, fought and sometimes died to defend our democracy and our freedoms.

In 1776, with extraordinary courage, the founders of our country announced to the world that they would no longer be ruled by the king of England, who had absolute power over their lives. They demanded freedom. And to bring that about they fought a bloody war against the British Empire and the most powerful military in the world. Tens of thousands of Americans died in that 8-year war - but our forefathers fought on and they won.

And in 1789, after winning that war, they did something extraordinary. They established the first democratic form of government in modern history. They said loudly and boldly to the entire world: No more kings. In America, we the people will rule.

And today, in 2025, in this dangerous moment in American history, our message is exactly the same. No, President Trump, we don’t want you or any other king to rule us. Thank you very much, but we will maintain our democratic form of society. We will not move toward authoritarianism. In America, We the People will rule.

When he was sworn in as the nation’s first president, George Washington called this attempt at self-government an “experiment entrusted to the hands of the American people.”

My fellow Americans: In an unprecedented way, that experiment is now in danger.

It is in danger when we have a president who wants more and more power in his own hands - and the hands of his fellow Oligarchs.

It is in danger when we have a president who claims that peaceful protest in Portland, OR or Chicago, IL is an “insurrection” and calls in the U.S. military. And then threatens to arrest the mayors and governors who resist him.

It is in danger when we have masked agents working for ICE breaking down doors, throwing people into vans without due process and taking them to God knows where.

It is in danger when we have a president who sues and intimidates the media, who wants no criticism of himself or his policies and who undermines the First Amendment of our Constitution - the very foundation of our democracy.

Our country is in danger when we have a president who threatens to arrest or imprison political opponents who stand against him - including the Attorney General of New York State, a sitting US Senator and the Governor of California.

It is in danger when we have a president who undermines freedom of thought and dissent at our colleges and universities, and who attacks law firms that oppose him in court.

It is in danger when we have a president who threatens to impeach judges who rule against him.

It is in danger when we have a president who ignores Congress, refuses to spend money that Congress appropriates and takes away money from states that voted against him.

It is in danger when we have a president who demands that states redraw congressional maps to ensure that his chosen candidates win future elections.

It is in danger when we have a President who illegally fires tens of thousands of federal employees right here in Washington, DC and throughout the country, and rips up union contracts that workers have fought for and won.

It is in danger when we have a President who grossly violates the Constitution by accepting gifts from foreign leaders – including a $400 million plane from the royal family of Qatar – and then allows that family to build an air force facility in Idaho.

But let’s be clear: This is not just about one man’s greed, one man’s corruption or one man’s contempt for our Constitution. This is about a handful of the wealthiest people on earth who, in their insatiable greed, have hijacked our economy and our political system in order to enrich themselves at the expense of everyone else.

Yes. I’m talking about Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos, Mark Zuckerberg and the other multi-billionaires who were sitting right behind Donald Trump when he was inaugurated – the very same billionaires who funded his campaign, who have bestowed gifts upon him and who have seen huge increases in their wealth and power since Trump took office.

Yes, I’m talking about the insanity of one person, Mr. Musk, now owning more wealth than the bottom 52% of American households.

I’m talking about the incredible injustice of the top 1% in this country now owning more wealth than the bottom 93%.

I'm talking about the richest people in America becoming much, much richer, while 60% of our people live paycheck to paycheck, struggling every day to pay their rent and mortgages, pay for childcare and education, pay for their health care and prescription drugs, afford decent quality food for their kids and put aside a few bucks for their retirements.

I am talking about our nation, the richest country in the history of the world, having the highest rate of childhood and senior poverty of almost any major country on earth.

I am talking about our great nation having 85 million Americans uninsured or underinsured and 800,000 people who are homeless, while Mr. Musk is on his way to becoming a trillionaire.

I am talking about the incredible danger of the richest people in this country pouring many hundreds of billions of dollars into artificial intelligence and robotics which, in the next decade, will decimate tens of millions of jobs for the American working class.

I am talking about a billionaire class who believe they have a divine right to rule, and who not only want massive tax breaks for themselves, but who reject any form of accountability or checks on their power.

My fellow Americans: We rejected the divine right of kings in the 1700’s. We will not accept the divine right of oligarchs today.

And now let’s take a look at where we are today on the 18th day of a government shutdown, which is depriving millions of federal employees of the paychecks they desperately need and deserve.

Let me cut to the chase and tell you exactly what this shutdown is all about. As a result of Trump’s “Big Beautiful Bill,” which made massive cuts to Medicaid and the Affordable Care Act, 15 million low-income and working class Americans are going to lose the health care they desperately need.

My friends, studies suggest that when you throw these 15 million people of the health care they have, 50,000 of them will die unnecessarily every single year. 50,000 people.

But that’s not all. As a result of that same legislation, over 20 million Americans are going to see, on average, a doubling of their health insurance premiums through the Affordable Care Act.

In my state of Vermont, just the other day, people received notices from the insurance companies that their health care premiums would triple, or even quadruple. Got that? And this is going on all over the country. At a time when we are already paying, by far, the highest prices in the world for health care, Americans are going to see a doubling or tripling of their health care premiums.

And why? Why are the Republicans making a broken health care system, a dysfunctional health care system, even worse? Why are they bringing our health care system to the verge of collapse? And we all know the answer. It was to give a trillion dollars in tax breaks to Mr. Musk, Mr. Bezos, Mr. Zuckerberg, Mr. Ellison and the rest of the 1%.

One trillion dollars in cuts to Medicaid and the ACA. A trillion in tax breaks for the 1%.

That, my friends, is what this shutdown is about.

And let me be very clear: No. I will not vote for a budget that throws 15 million Americans off health care and causes 50,000 unnecessary deaths per year.

No. I will not vote for a budget that doubles premiums, on average, for 20 million Americans and forces Americans to pay 40 or 50% of their limited incomes for health care.

No. I will not vote for a budget that forces nursing homes, rural hospitals and community health centers to lay off staff and close their doors throughout this country – all to give huge tax breaks to people who don’t need them.

I say to my Republican colleagues: Come back from your monthlong vacation, start negotiating and do not allow the American health care system to be destroyed. End this shutdown.

And let’s be clear: Ending the shutdown is not just about saving our health care system, as important as that is. It is about saying clearly, once and for all, that we will not live under the rule of one man.

My fellow Americans: We are the greatest country in the history of the world. And when we stand together and don’t let demagogues divide us up, there is nothing that we cannot accomplish.

Yes, we can create a vibrant democracy by ending Citizens United and not allowing billionaires to buy elections.

Yes, we can join the rest of the industrialized world and guarantee health care to all people as a human right.

Yes, we can take on the greed of the pharmaceutical industry and no longer pay by far the highest prices in the world for prescription drugs.

Yes, we can build millions of units of low-income and affordable housing and allow our younger generation to enjoy the American Dream with a home of their own.

Yes, we can make public colleges and universities tuition-free and have the best childcare and public school system in the entire world.

Yes, we can expand Social Security so that every senior in this country can retire with dignity.

Yes, we can raise the minimum wage to a living wage and guarantee every worker the right to join a union.

Yes, we can lead the world in transforming our energy system away from fossil fuels and create millions of good-paying jobs as we save the planet.

Yes, we can guarantee that every woman in this country has the right to control her own body.

Yes, we can have a foreign policy that guarantees that never again will American taxpayer dollars be used to starve children in Gaza or any place else.

And now, let me raise the question that I’ve been asked over and over again: Bernie, great ideas, but how are you going to pay for it?

So, now let me be very clear: At a time when the wealthiest people in America have never ever had it so good, at a time when billionaires are paying an effective tax rate lower than a truck driver or nurse, yes, the top 1% and large profitable corporations will pay their fair share in taxes.

My fellow Americans: The Establishment, including the corporate media and many of my colleagues in Congress, want you to believe that you are powerless. They want you to believe that you cannot change the status quo. But that’s a lie.

Throughout the history of our country, when Americans have stood up and fought for justice, they have prevailed.

When the Founders stood up to King George, they were told it was impossible. But they won.

When abolitionists fought to end slavery, they were told it was impossible. But they won.

When workers organized to form unions and stood up to their bosses, they were told it was impossible. But they won.

When women demanded the right to vote, they were told it was impossible. But they won.

When Black Americans fought to end segregation, they were told it was impossible. But they won.

When the LGBT community stood up for their rights, they were told it was impossible. But they won.

They did it then. We can and will do it now.

How do I know we will succeed? Look around at this huge crowd here in Washington.

But it’s not just here. As I understand it, today, October 18, 2025, there are more people out on the streets in more communities all across our country than ever before in American history.

This is not the end. This is just the beginning.

Together, we will create the kind of nation that you and I know we can become. A nation devoted to freedom, justice and democracy.

Thank you all very much.


“No man is good enough 

to govern another man, 

without that other's consent.”

<Abraham Lincoln>

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Mobilize/Organize

New Year's Resolution: 
Undo Project 2025

Take Back 
Our Government: 2026 Midterms

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