Rather like those comical action films where the hero is riddled with bullets but keeps staggering on against all odds, we're somehow presented with another precious Six.By Seven track.

I don't think that it's going to rock anyone's socks by stating that Six By Seven are 'not what they were', but it's a fact that we should avoid in case we put anyone off listening to the new stuff. For the new stuff is still very good indeed. The shift from daring guitar-wrecking five piece to Chris Olley + 2 has seen the muse mutate into a more studio-enhanced effort; simpler yet still enchanting. In truth, it sounds more like Spaceman 3 than anything else they have touched on in their career (complete with obligatory Jesus references). Enhanced by a Dave Fridmann mix, it's looped around a simple organ riff before blasting off into Six.By Seven's well-mapped stratosphere.

A future for the band is better served by these means however, than the rest of the dross on the CD, which offers a pair of horrific guitar dirges trendily mulched up by Death in Vegas' Tim Holmes. Major cross roads for Olley & co. then, but don't expect them to lie down and die yet.