Rachael Dunn, Space Refugee. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It is to how we are seen to deal with adversity that sets us apart from the perception others may have, and the surprise reality to which we hold ourselves to account; when the chips are down, when we feel as though there is nothing to do but hide in our shell till the worst is over, all that matters is that we can, or even appear to be able to, hold our head up high and say I am not cowed by the system, I am a Space Refugee with battles fought and won behind me.

To be a Space Refugee is to acknowledge the times we are in and to see how far removed we are from being what we can be, it is almost as if time and circumstances have conspired to give us an opportunity to understand this, and whilst such darkness may seem too much to bear, it also offers us a glimpse at the beauty in which the human spirit can soar, to dream of space, to inhabit and experience the ability to fly in dreams and look down, even in our solitude, upon the world and see that we are more than any harsh condition and danger can ever do to us.

For Rachael Dunn, the softness of her voice, the strength of her character and the chance to work with Malcolm Holmes on the remix, sees her connect with the idea of being a Space Refugee in ways that both typify the song writing application when your mind is focused on a project, and Ms. Dunn’s own incredible insight to what gives a song its sense of objective persuasiveness.

There is also though a new realm that seems to be opening up before the listener, as the song playfully rolls in the mind, it cannot fail to be noticed that there is an element of the early Progressive sound coming through, a moment in which is the Canterbury and Cambridge sound of another age is influencing the background, and it is to this that makes this particular single by Rachael Dunn an inspiring and exciting new chapter in a well-established book.

To be a Space Refugee isto know that you can still see the Earth below, the magnificent spinning blue marble happily hearing our song.

Ian D. Hall