Review in "The Wire"
by Ben Watson
May 2002, London, England
Blurt in 93 FEET EAST
Ted Milton (sax, vocal, violin)
Steve Eagles (guitar)
Paul Wigens (drums)
With Blurt, the audience knew exactly what to do: stand in a line and stare at this singular group leader. Ted Milton fixes his eye on every late arrival. You know you must pay keen attention to this demented Latin master, part gleeful madman and part dictator. The music is incredibly forceful, bare-boned and efficient. Eagles has perfected the lean look of the veteran punk. The relentless yet springy attack of his distorted guitar kept everything in its grip. Wigens is straight man of the group, keeping edgily perfect beats while the others indulge their bizarre proclivities. Milton drank a half-bottle of scotch in breaks during the set, which chimed perfectly with his old geezer’s suit, braces of the cufflinked shirt… and Mohican. A member of the audience complained that we couldn’t make out the words, but Milton’s decisive poses – silhouette for the blurted sax breaks, frozen gestures of pleading and dismay – were transfixing enough. There is currently a wave of art theorists arguing that ‘performance art’ was secret dynamo of artistic radicalism over the last three decades. The art posse will have to look hard to come up with anything as visually arresting as Milton’s series of living statues. The last time I sow Blurt, Milton has more musicians in town, and come across like UK version of James Chance. No matter how powerful, the trio version can’t manage the florid simultaneity of harmolodics. After an hour, Blurt’s cartoon simplicity – so Professor Brainstorm, so Carry On, so British – can seem a little bleak, but it’s so rare to see anything so single minded and achieved on stage, you have to remain watching. When the list is made of the authentic inheritors of Kurt Schwitters’s line of subversive nonsense – orators who question the power relations of rhetoric, and unleash weevils of humor and independent thought into the grain bags of wealth and power – Ted Milton will require a special place.
This review was first published in The Wire issue 219 May 2002
© 2002 Ben Watson/The Wire with permission