Is this truly goodbye? Well, quite possibly for the assortment of characters including Trixie Marmalade, Mr Orlando Bloom, and Uncle Beefhart considering he’s a distant relation of the original forefather of the weird-out cauldron of blues, jazz, alternative rock (Yes, only the term hadn’t been coined back then), etc. Of course, let’s not forget the main Space Cats here from Jupiter, who seem keen to head to destinations new but not without leaving a rather terrific parting shot with their brand new album ‘Goodbye Earth’. There are changes afoot with this sophomore effort with the heavy psychedelia from before toned-down, and in place more deliberated efforts such as the beautiful intro ‘Waltz for Yellow Spectral Star’ (Ringo Starr Yellow Submarine is scribbled on the notepad but no resemblance in sound) where guitar and keys combine slowly and steadily building a wall of noise that eventually allows for Kristine Marie Aasvang to apply vocals to the cacophony where one can sense the bags are packed and ready for loading on deck as this ship is heading skywards and deep into space. In order to get there, the Harvey Steel show let the engines ignite and burn brightly via The Doors inspired ‘Hunting Shadows’ where sundried, cracked desert landscapes appear and then close from view in flashes of darkness only to reappear before the exit from Earth looms and then closes its gates for the final time behind wails of feedback. It remains their finest moment and a song to be TRULY proud of. Once in space the intermission kicks in with the delightful sound of ‘If Pigs Could Fly’ that is at once frivolous yet also leaves one to ponder due to the chilling afterthought, “If you think you’re free, there’s no escape possible”. A whole melange of styles clash during ‘Impressionistic Umbrella’ that is (take your pick) part New Wave, part blues and a different take on the Grease soundtrack, if you will, revealing the charming side of this band. Poor old Orlando! A previous single, and more a reflection of what’s wrong with this planet, ‘Orlando Bloom’ throws up society’s wrongdoings whilst playing out in part to a soulful shuffle that is reminiscent of the Mr Soft character that Noel Gallagher famously talked about with regard to a certain Oasis number. Elsewhere, the Harvey Steel show flex their version of the blues, and skilfully so, with the compelling ‘Red Queen Blues’, and then proceed to produce the wonderful jazz turn, ‘Outer Space (part 2) which, unfortunately, is trimmed too short. The final statement arrives by means of ‘Waltz for Trixie Marmalade’ that borrows from Radiohead’s ‘Fitter Happier’ with its synthesized voice that eventually allows the entire contents of ‘Goodbye Earth’ to disappear into the black hole of space with predominantly the sound of jazz leaving its mark. A masterclass in how to combine surrealism with reality and make the whole project gel consistently, the Harvey Steel show has just upped their game. Hopefully, this is not their final statement.