No sooner were the following words written here…
"...what narks me more than anything is when a great band with the clear potential for mainstream appeal… just get completely overlooked and are forced to break up, which deprives the rest of us of their work. When their music means so much to you as a fan, I just find it such a fucking shame, and so hopefully you'll forgive my anger at those people whose ignorance breeds this kind of apathy and robs genuinely great musicians of their ability to get heard"
– then this goes and happens.
Christ alive, what a desperately grim day for British music. SIX.BY SEVEN were one of the nation's most consistently fascinating and vital bands and it's a sad indictment of many people's apathy that they went largely unnoticed during their eight years making music. They stood head and shoulders above all the depthless indie fashionistas for their intelligence, honesty and integrity, and their third album - 2002's The Way I Feel Today (go buy it) – remains not just the best record of its year, but also one of the most passionate and ferocious statements of musical intent to emerge from this fair isle in the last decade. They will be sorely missed.
I'll leave the last word to one fan on the band's messageboard, who had this to say:
"if the world was too ragingly stupid to listen then it's not your fault, but I guess the banging of heads against brick walls had to stop somewhere".
DAMN YOU, BRITISH RECORD-BUYING PUBLIC!