There is a lot of respect to be had for any established instrumentalist who will step up to the mic for the sake of artistic expansion. When these side projects do appear, this time from The Night Terrors theremin-maestro Miles Brown, the results can be an opportunity for an artist to flourish.
This is not one of those cases. Séance Fiction yearns for the safety of Brown's theremin-wielding comfort zone, the dark synths are punchy and distinctly analog; the drums tinny and retro, but to the point where it all feels like the parody of the space-goth aesthetics from which the album title gets its pun.
Even still, it is the beyond lacklustre vocals that are the record's true blackhole.
