Named after Luigi Serafini's Codex Seraphinianus, the UK-based hard psyche band Codex Serafini are a skull-shattering experience, meant to create a dramatic enough swell of sonic cacophony to push you over the barrier wall of your own ego, out of your own head, and into the great unknown. The band claim to be a Saturnian cult of extraterrestrial origin making a pit stop on Earth to impart some deep, cosmic knowledge on the inhabitants of this planet through their rituals and Equinox aligning wails. Invisible Landscape is their second EP and would not sound out of place in the Castle Face catalog. Indeed, the band is capable of some crazy compelling moments of trance impelling freakouts, reminiscent of the kind that would color the Osees lives sets back when they were still known as Thee Oh Sees. Maybe you want more from your space shamans, but what Codex Serafini have on offer should be plenty to satisfy your mind and senses. Codex Serafini are handing a ticket to a matrix of synesthetic space-express lines, each capable of monorailing you out of the orbit of your own ego-drift. If this sounds of interest, then you've stumbled upon the right celestial platform, one staff entirely by fellow travelers, beings who will welcome you onto their backs like you were an Egyptian Plover mounting a great, star-coated crocodile as it wades through the currents of the Milky Way. Leave the anguish of this world behind and embrace the path to enlightenment as a stepladder to the stars.