The Virgin Tongues were a rock 'n roll band formed in Berlin in 2006 by Duncan Mcknight, Mike Giddens, and Nima Ashe. Over the subsequent years, the trio became known for their raw and often erratic live performances in the city's clubs and underground party scene.
The Tongues got their start playing at house parties and squats on Berlin's east side. Initial performances were characterized by a lack of rehearsal and fueled by cheap vodka. But as word of their exciting live shows began to make its way around the city, more and more promoters opened their doors to the band. Their sets became tighter and the crowds were getting bigger.
By 2009 momentum was growing around the Tongues. They landed an opening gig for The Kills at Berlin's Postbahnhof and had started to garner major label interest. In late April, the band travelled to Reykjavik to perform with Icelandic rock 'n roll outfit Singapore Sling and begin recording their debut album with Sling frontman Henrik Bjornsson.
Just as it began to seem like things were coming together for the band, everything fell apart. In the early morning hours of May 1st, 2009 Mcknight sustained massive injuries after falling from a 2nd story window in Reykjavik's downtown district. Amidst the chaos of mounting interpersonal drama, a growing pile of hospital bills, and the prospect of Mcknight's lengthy recovery, the band began to unravel. Over the next couple of years, the fallout from the accident drew the band further apart, and by 2011 the members had gone their separate ways. In 2014, Mcknight resurfaced online in an attempt to form a new solo version of the group via crowdfunding.
Little remains to show for the years The Virgin Tongues spent in Berlin. There are some vomit stains in the corners of dark clubs and bombed out warehouses, a stack of unpaid bar tabs long forgotten, and a handful of images and videos floating around the internet. Having failed to record much of anything during their ill fated stay in Iceland, only a small collection of demos remain. Two of these tracks however, 'Six Feet Underground' and 'Who Cares Right Now', stand out as having come closest to capturing the spirit and the energy that the band had become known for amongst Berlin's club rats and party hounds so many years ago.
That's all that's left.