God Bless Miss Black
It's very rare that bands come along like Miss Black America. Bands
with intelligence, honesty, integrity, something to say and yes tunes.
Bands who walk it like they talk it. And who want to change the world.
For the past 2 years Miss Black America have been one of R*E*P*E*A*T's
guiding lights, to prove that you can combine a bit of brain power with
exciting gigs and top records. And now they are no more, destroyed by
the trendy London based media scene mongers who regard what we saw as
the band's strengths as unfashionable weaknesses. The world is thus
a poorer place.
To mourn in our own way the passing of Miss Black America, R*E*P*E*A*T
is offering a fully signed copy of their debut "The Adrenaline
Junkie Class A Mentalist ep" to one lucky reader. This CD, released
on R*E*P*E*A*T Records, has long since sold out and has reportedly been
changing hands for around £50. And you can win it for free (bet
you'd rather have the band back though).
All you have to do is answer this simple question by December
"Which part of Seymour's Glass's anatomy did he lose in an industrial
Mail your answers to rosey@repeatfanzine, the winning entry will be
drawn from a bowl of Bury sugar.
And here's Holly who speaks more eloquently than I can about how recent
events have left her feeling:
Yeah... I still can't think in terms of MBA not existing any more. Part
of me's still looking forward to their next tour. I mean... they were
my EVERYTHING for a while, and the reason for my discovering a lot of
things which have since become a part of my everything. Never mind the
rug - I feel like someone pulled the entire floor out from under me.
It's like somebody died. And then everything just carries on, you know?
Something as stunning as that has just gone, and there should have been
something, some sort of explosion, the world should have respected how
important the existence of MBA was. But... it's like a tidal wave that
didn't leave a high-tide mark.
And I feel like just going and crying in a corner somewhere, but the
world doesn't allow you to mourn for bands that aren't any more or for
all the tunes that never were or that have disappeared... I only heard
'Landmark' once. Helium was the first lyric that ever made me cry, and
it'll never be recorded. And just... It wasn't meant to be like this.