The four lads who make up power-pop sensation, The Theory Of Six Degrees, have an average age of 13. That’s thirteen, as in 16 minus 3.

As USPs go, that one jumps out of the page, doesn’t it? It’s also likely to make grown men weep. But then you hear the little feckers play and suddenly all that’s left swishing round your bonce is a sense of admiration and no little envy. When most of us were 13, we’d just about perfected the art of burping at will. The Theory Of Six Degrees have been finalists in Rock School (Xfm’s battle of the bands competition). They came second in Live and Unsigned and won Yamaha’s Grand For A Band title. Think how many Tangfastics that’ll buy you.

It gets better. Last summer The Theory Of Six Degrees played Glastonbury, the youngest band ever to do so. They were invited to by King Michael of Evis himself, who happened to see them play in the nearby Pilton village bop. He was impressed, as anyone should be. Last month they played Trafalgar Square, yes Trafalgar Square! They have the chops, they have the tunes (think feeder busted up in a foo fight) and the hairdos to match. As long as they pass their geography exam, these guys are going places.

http://t6d.co.uk/