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"The Stolen Moments" website, February 12th 1981, "Biting Tongues/Angular Sect/The Melton Moments at Braintree Working Men's Club"
Original article taken from "The Stolen Moments" website

Biting Tongues/Angular Sect/The Melton Moments
Braintree Working Men's Club Thursday 12 February 1981

The Working Men's Club just occasionally comes up with something unexpected. And this was it. Biting Tongues have been slowly making themselves known on the scene over the past 9 months, their no-wave sound tinged with overblown sax and altered funk rhythms. Vocalist Capalula delivers monotone rants that have little relation to the music or even the beat the rest of the band are keeping to. It shouldn't work, but it does. I've heard him compared to Ian Curtis of Joy Division. This is hardly fair; they are both gangling figures in drab outfits, but as a lyricist Capalula is no Curtis. This said, the Tongues give as good as they can, and held the stage well. The audience, what was left of it after the dire support acts, lapped it up. There were only a couple of songs here that I was familiar with, "Stabbing Soft Ice" and "Coil", which John Peel played a demo version of last month and which was used as an encore. The guitarist, Graham, played chip-chop noise over the beat. If Madness played punk, you feel they would sound like this. Thank God they were this good. The support acts were awful. Angular Sect, in spite of a good name, were slovenly Buzzcocks copyists with none of the inventiveness of Cabaret Voltaire. Truly forgettable. The Melton Moments introduced themselves as Stolen Moments with the words "You're going to hate us as much as we hate you". We did. They claimed to be playing Captain Beefheart cover versions, but sounded more like open-heart surgery in a cattery. They're obviously experimenting, but have no real musical ability to base this on. The highlight of their set was when the girl drummer, Emma, produced an electric circular saw, and tried to use various objects to keep it in tune with the loping bass. When this only increased the number of beer bottles being thrown at her, she snapped and turned the saw on her drum-kit, which had been borrowed from Angular Sect. They rushed the stage, and the ensuing brawl brought some of the best music from either band as fists and knees ricocheted off the instruments. If it wasn't for bands like Biting Tongues, I for one would give up reviewing gigs.

S. Rodgers