Musically interpreting the cosmos is starting to feel like a life’s work for Mike Saint-Jules. Titular and otherwise, a substantial number of his tracks point to the heavens above. Frankly, with all that looking up, it’s a wonder he hasn’t done himself an injury! It’s a worthy endeavour, though: no one in trance seems to conjure it as naturally as he does. In unhurried fashion, ‘Black Hole’ uses early Moby-esque strings, analogue-sounding pads, and deliberately elegiac piano to record the night sky.