Anyone struggling to work out what day it is, let alone what the hell is going on in the wider world, is unlikely to find answers from La Morte Viene Dallo Spazio. Which is probably the point. If you can escape reality and find glorious solace elsewhere, as opposed to being lumbered with factual substance, why wouldn’t you? Even if the break in terrestrial transmission is just for an album’s worth of time. And La Morte specialise in the latter. The band’s name, which translates as ‘Death Comes From Outer Space’ is taken from a late 1950s Italian Sci-Fi B-movie. The style of the five piece’s flute player is described as ‘frantic, progressive and abstract’. The band use a theremin for crying out loud. ‘Trivial Visions’ is hypnotic, bizarre, unique and trippy. It’s lots of things. But its not dull. And it’s certainly not trivial.