While the pandemic has temporarily halted the main stage performances at venues and concert halls worldwide; artists sequestered to home have taken innovative approaches to collaborating with one another from safe distances. Utilizing instrumental tools of expression and principle modern communication tech; groups are continuing to find innovative exchanges of the human connections and conditions while leaning into our collective reality and reckoning with a sci-fi level of strangeness. Discovering a creative outlet in the time of arrested developments and suspended animations; Los Angeles creatives Jordan Heimburger, Ann Louise Thaiss, Heather Rivas, Doug Organ and other remote contributors evolved into Spacette. Presenting the debut of their self-titled EP, the band channels the anxiety and anguish of today's times into a galaxy set artifice of sound sent to the outer reaches far, far away...

The Spacette self-titled coasts along the autobahns and through the city streets of a decidedly cinematic and dystopian LA. “City of Gold” moves with a sense of sadness where the allure of tinsel town and its vast southern California surroundings are viewed with lamentations in a search for truths in the faux glamorous light of false prosperity. The motorik fashion of “Remain” propels the space-age EP forward in the persistent gear of perseverance, indulging Philip K. Dick style takes on living in the pseudo-immaterial tech world that question the emulation of amour and art in the age of A.I., algorithm duplication and replicants galore. “Sweat” turns up the electro-rhythm heat and inspiration in a brooding take on melted mascara new wave shuffle and strut. Spacette brings the EP to a close with the ghost in the machine spectral jam “Among the Spirits” that rockets through the cosmos, in a motion to break on through the threshold toward a new dwelling in perchance another dimension. The Los Angeles group gathers together the fabric, tissues and tropes of science fiction fancy and arranges them in an order suited toward today’s realized era that teeters between apocalyptic collapse and ushering in the enlightenment of renewal, restoration and new beginnings.

The band shared with us the following reflections on the making of the EP:

We were all living our own version of 2001: A Space Odyssey. Living in relative isolation and a disembodied sense of time. Is it really all that different than being in space if you occasionally take out the recycling or look out over a skyline with a neon sign that flashes, Fame Is Fleeting/Perfection Is Forever, and then for a while, Fam Is Fleeting…?

We made the Spacette EP while the city was holding its breath at night and barely breathing during the day. The gift of that time was knowing anyone you wanted to call was sure to be home and with any luck would be down to play. So we put together a collection of songs inspired in part by the sounds of art-rock from the golden era of sci-fi and playing with some of the themes of those stories.

Witness the electro-aerobics visual for Spacette’s “Sweat”:

Cruise serenely down the freeways of lost angels in the intertwining interstates of LA with the visual for “City of Gold”.

Spacette’s self-titled EP is available now everywhere.