sonicboomsix

:: BAND BIO

Sonic Boom Six came together in the dying embers of 2001 with nothing but a concept: This was gonna be a super group with a difference. None of the band member’s previous groups were actually super.

SB6 is half a dozen Manchester oddballs skilled in the art of skankapunkadubbaraggarockhiphop with a passion for loud guitars, Street Fighter II, Social Revolution, S Club 7 and Beenie Man.

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:: MEMBERS

Name	Designated Area	Details
Laila	Vocals	Small but perfectly formed Laila was discovered in a Chorlton pub kareoke doing ragga mc-ing over a Procul Harem backing track. When her paw-print birthmark on her back was spied, we knew she would be the cub to the Sonic Boom’s lone wolf. Hung, drawn and quartered without trial by local pedants for her dubious involvement in a beat combo known as Grimace, Laila has learnt to grow a thick (and exquisitely caramel brown) skin. From now on, she will only squeak when spoken to. With a particular talent for selling futons to the middle classes on Manchester’s Deansgate, Laila dreams of the day when she has an entourage and bum to rival that of her surrogate mother, J-Lo. In the international fighting tournament that is SB6, Laila is Chun-Li, ready to fuck up dodgy Kylie Minogue lookalike Cammy with a spinning bird kick, BITCH!
Dave	Guitars	Chop suey specialist Dave sold his soul at the age of twelve to be able to play guitar like his idol, Ralph Macchio of Crossroads fame. After finally completing his coveted Rock School exam grade 3, Dave severed all human ties and went on to devote himself to the lost art of two-handed fretboard tapping and effect-pedal knob turning. Dave’s body exudes a healthy luminous green glow, as a result of untold hours spent in his living room programming this site and downloading ‘specialist’ pictures from ‘subscription only’ sites. Often likened to Elvis Presley and the late Oliver Reed, Dave represents Ryu in the SB6 video game analogy, being calm, aware and enigmatic with a quiff (at times).
Barney	Bass and Vocals	‘Barney’ or ‘Big, Bad Bondy’ as his mother knows him, began playing bass guitar because the family tuba was ‘just too damn big’. Instead of writing coherent vocal parts like any decent human being, Barney shouts the lyrics to ‘Jump’ by Kriss Kross in a half-baked raggamuffin style to fool the masses (this is 100% true). Not big, (nor particularly bad) he is known around Britain for refusing to play his bass with a pick. ‘Picking is for noses’ he drawls, adding with a predatory smile ‘I like to touch my guitar like a woman’. Something of an anomaly in the Street Fighter II stakes, Barney sports the spiky blonde ‘do’ of Guile on the diminutive frame of Fei Long, and by God can the boy Sonic Boom.
Neil	Drums	Industry legend has it that Sprew learnt to drum while sitting on the bench as a reserve for Old Trafford junior cricket team. Tutored by a disgraced umpire, he used the stumps as sticks, the padding as a snare and two ‘corky’ balls for the full support of his blade-like bottom. Currently married to, and managed by a dangerous illegal French immigrant, Sprew spends much of his time doing pointless jungle remixes of SB6 tunes, only to find them cruelly rejected by a harsh band vote. The most cool thing about him is that he once met and shook hands with Nelson Mandela, his question ‘What did it feel like to beat George Foreman?’ being met with bemusement and security chaperoning from the building. Weighing in at three stone eleven, Sprew’s sparrow-like frame (maintained with the once daily consumption of his infamous gastronomic invention ‘the lettuce butty’) makes comparison with Dhalsim unavoidable. ‘If only I could stretch my arms like that rubbery Indian rogue!' he jovially offers 'There would be a few pies missing from mum’s window ledge!’
Ben	Sax and Vocals	Learning to play the piano, bass, guitar, saxophone and the indian bells by the age of three, Benji is something of a musical prodigy. When, at the age of five his first minuet was debuted by the Synday Royal Philharmonic, Ben controversially bowed out of the music scene. Lured back into ‘the bizz’ fifteen years later by the promise that SB6 will make a dub techno album one day, Ben decided, in the grand tradition of Celine Dion, ‘to give it another shot’. Hailing from Dorset, Ben’s private education and long eyelashes make him the butt of many an SB6 jape. But excitable Ben has the last laugh when every summer he reels in the drawbridge of his floating castle and the other band members retire to their smelly old tenaments. Another anomaly in the tired SFII thing, bigboy Ben has the excessive bodily mass of Zangief, crossed with the frazzled, drug-induced, bong-eyed demeanor of Blanca.