12 Aug 2007
PeterHookSection25's tribute to Tony Wilson 
Peter Hook (on MySpace): "Its a very very very sad day! i feel very lost out here in japan. its like my father dying all over again. Im devastated! ill be going back to england as soon as possible to pick up the pieces my heart goes out to yvette oliver hilary and issabell im thinking of you all my heart is broken. say hello to rob ian and martin for me please tony Rest in peace god bless."

Section 25 (on MySpace): "Just been listening to a geezer on Radio 2 saying that Tony should be somehow recognised posthumously for his contribution to the North's Musical Heritage of the past 30 years..... Think he was hinting at a Knighthood.... Considering who have received such accolades down the years (Mick Jagger..?) it doesnt sound so daft....... Tony, financially you were a mess but as a human being you were a one-off and a true visionary..... Thank you for being you. X"

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Biting Tongues

In the grey days of late 1970s post-punk Manchester, youth culture was a serious affair: every musical performance was measured mostly by the conviction of its delivery. The term 'New Wave' opened up free vistas where acquired skills could once again be exercised after punk's monochrome blur. It could be applied to anything from a James 'Blood' Ulmer record to the latest Throbbing Gristle release, Magazine to Swell Maps. Move outside that terrain into Sun Ra, Parliament, Frank Sinatra and Martin Denny, and your options were suddenly without limit...

Then came Tony Wilson's Factory Club (at the Russell Club in Hulme) offering an open invitation to experiment that was taken up when Ken Hollings, Howard Walmsley, Eddie Sherwood and a few others decided to make some noise to accompany their 16mm silent epic Biting Tongues. A further performance followed a few weeks later, when Colin Seddon and Graham Massey disbanded their Post Natals project and joined up. The film itself, a flashing series of negative images, became a memory; the name remained.

- extract from the LTM Biting Tongues biography

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