Project Description


Monumental is the third and highest selling Space March album. I worked with legendary producer/engineer Mark Saunders (Erasure, Depeche Mode, The Cure, A-ha) who gave the album a polished and classic 80s synthpop sound.

I also created large pop-art style artworks on canvas to accompany each song on the album, which were exhibited at a gallery in Sydney and included as postcards for the Special Edition CD.

The best selling tracks across all digital services are: Eye For An Eye, American Girl and Space Cowboy.




The Space Cowboy video was shot in Mungo National Park in outback Australia. The lunar landscape was filmed at a place referred to as The Great Wall of China and is famous for its “lunettes” which come to life at sunset. The shoot was strategically timed with the full moon which provides a second light source.

Direction, Visual Effects and Editing by Craig Simmons; Cinematography by Alex Harris.

The video for Get What You Deserve was shot on a DC-3 plane wreck in Sólheimasandur, south Iceland near the town of Vik. The plane, belonging to the United States Navy, ran out of fuel and crashed landed here in 1973.

Direction, Visual Effects and Editing by Craig Simmons; Cinematography by Alex Harris.


The ultimate in Electronica

I collect hundreds of albums in the electronica genre, and I’d have to say that this album is my absolute favorite of them all. I don’t have a CD changer in my car, so when I have to narrow it down to just 1 album to keep looping around when I’m stuck in traffic, this is THE one. Space March has made an art and science of putting all the enjoyable elements of popular music into every single track. They’re generally very dance-worthy if you’re a DJ running a club, and if your just ‘kickin’ it’ with friends on a road trip this keeps the mood light and lively. Anyone familiar may have reservations that a synth-pop album may contain an ‘experimental’ track or two. (Meaning incoherent, atonal, noise laden tracks that only ‘high-minded intellectuals’ can decipher, understand and enjoy.) Rest assured…no such duds on this album, or ANY of Space March’s albums, for that matter.

Rating: 5 stars
Publication: Amazon
Date: 31 January 2013
Reviewer: Jon Jorgensen
Web Site Review Page: Amazon Customer Review


The song Monumental is awesome and happy. I love the quality of the music too. I don’t know why I never heard of this band before either. I can’t wait for the next album coming out next month! Now excuse me while I listen to this album 1,000,000 times as I always do when I find such an awesome album!

Rating: 5 stars
Publication: Amazon
Date: 23 July 2012
Reviewer: J. Morris
Web Site Review Page: Amazon Customer Review

Read Junk Review (2012)

For those who love early 80s synth pop – and I mean the real stuff, like Human League, Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet, Tears for Fears, etc. – you can’t get a nostalgic act much purer than Space March. But they’re not just a shallow, ironic throwback – Space March is earnest and damn good. So poppy, so catchy, and so pitch perfect, you will wonder if they are covers of obscure one-hit wonders from the Rubik’s Cube era.

Craig Simmons’s nerdy and nasal vocals are the only weak spot. Luckily, they’re less pronounced (and more distorted) here than on “Without This You Can Never Change,” an album similarly filled with synthy dance-pop gems but with froggier (sometimes cringe-inducing) vocals. If he had a more British-style (Simmons is Australian), “New Romantic” accent, Space March could be huge and single handedly bring back the ’80s. Vocals aside, I don’t see how any radio could resist these tunes.

Bottom Line: Brilliant early 80s-style dance-pop gems.
Notable Tracks: American Girl, Monumental, Get What You Deserve, Eye for an Eye, Stop the Press
Overall Rating: 4.5 stars (out of 5)

Publication: Read Junk
Date: 15 October 2012
Reviewer: Adam Coozer
Web Site Review Page: Read Junk

Read Junk Review (2011)

This album is from the 1980s right? Space March is from Australia and play guilty pleasure Synth Pop. If you like Erasure, New Order and Depeche Mode, you’ll appreciate the synthy poppiness of Space March. I feel like doing “the robot.”

Space March is an indie-synthpop project from Craig Simmons and Monumental is the third album. I didn’t know I would actually enjoy this album as much as I did. I suppose I’m a bit nostalgic of the 80s pop music. I’m a sucker for it basically. The synth part of the music is really catchy, and the vocals is similar to the Pet Shop Boys. I’m actually surprised I haven’t heard of Space March until now because this would be something I would like. The first two tracks “American Girl” and “Monumental” are my favorites on the album. “Do You Remember My Name” has some nice reference to Duran Duran. All in all, most of the album is just a lot of fun to listen to. Don’t be a pencil neck, listen to some tracks!

Bottom Line: If this music was released in the 80s, it would be an international hit
Notable Tracks: American Girl, Monumental, Do You Remember My Name
Overall Rating: 3.5 stars

Publication: Read Junk
Date: 6 December 2011
Reviewer: Bryan Kremkau
Web Site Review Page: Read Junk

Our Picks for Top Albums of the Year 2011

The Bop 2 Pop blog put together their top album picks for 2011, and although Monumental did not make the Top 5, it did receive an honourable mention amongst esteemed company such as Yelle’s Safari Disco Club. Check out the Full Article.

1. The Sound of Arrows – Voyage
2. Mirrors – Lights and Offerings
3. Queen of Hearts – The Arrival
4. Johan Agebjorn – Casablance Nights
5. Monarchy – Around The Sun

Honorable Mentionables

Washed Out: Within and Without
Space March: Monumental
Holy Ghost: Holy Ghost
Nightlife: Radio
Emmon: Nomme
Yelle: Safari Disco Club

Bop 2 Pop Review

Space March is the indie-synthpop project of Australian songwriter and producer, Craig Simmons. The single, Space Cowboy is mixed by legendary producer Mark Saunders. This trippy video was shot in Mungo National Park in Australia by Alex Harris. We are totally taken in by Space March‘s insanely clever melodies and barebones synth hooks that seem so authentic, you may actually think it actually came from the 80s. We have also included the James Bond theme-sounding, Eye For An Eye and American Girl, both ripe for single releases.

Publication: Bop 2 Pop
Date: 27 November 2011
Web Site Review Page: Bop 2 Pop

Electronic Rumors Review

‘Monumental’ is the third album from Australian Modern SynthPop artist Space March.

The record is a collection of twelve tracks of melodic and lilting electronic Pop tracks that have a definite emphasis on hooks. There is a pure Pop sensibility at work on much here, especially the likes of the title track where synths, guitar and bouncy vocals work in tandem. That’s not to say, though, that most of the album isn’t pretty dancefloor oriented. From the pumping Italo Disco of ‘Get What You Deserve’ to the grandiose soundtrack dance epic of ‘Eye For An Eye’, Space march’s combination of machine beats and synths with a Sci-Fi twist with organic instrumentation and vocals with a hint of drama makes for quite a rousing experience and a SynthPop album that rings with a sense of narrative. Now, long-time readers will know how I feel about the so-called Modern SynthPop scene, and there is a strong strain of Modern SynthPop in this record’s DNA. What sets it apart, though, is the production. Everything is clean and sits together well in the mix, there’s not a hint of the amateurish, bedroom production (with no idea how to produce drums) that plagues the majority of Modern SynthPop, whether that has anything to do with input from Erasure/Depeche Mode/A-Ha/Tricky collaborator Mark Saunders in the mixing department I’m not sure, but whatever the reason Space march have made a Modern SynthPop record that is head and shoulders above it’s contemporaries.

Publication: Electronic Rumors
Date: November 24, 2011
Reviewer: Clive ‘Crash’ Lewis
Web Site Review Page: Electronic Rumors


You sell music we want to buy
You tap into the back of our minds
You know how we want to feel
You give love a certain appeal

An adrenalin rush that we can’t resist
And we feel like a desperate junkie to this
Grand entertainment so illusive and slick
This insatiable sound to make ourselves sick

American girl
American boy
Say your name
Sing every note
Give us a show
Give us fame

You give us an illusion of self
Like we are unique, like nobody else
A million sales to make every star
To shine in your eyes and play the guitar

A feeling so familiar that we feel at home
Like déjà vu coated in glistening chrome
Like Adam and Eve cast in silicon moulds
This magnificent plastic will never be old

A pelvic thrust that we can’t resist
And we feel like a horny housewife to this
Bad entertainment so packaged and slick
This unfortunate sound to make ourselves sick

Oh this monumental feeling
Of everything to be before
I couldn’t help but wanting more
And oh this monumental feeling
Now and then I wonder why
I never really touched the sky

This sad illusion carries me
Yes there will be problems after these
Of all the things, of this you can be sure
And how this grand confusion will be yours

This sweet deception will unfold
Until there is no meaning to be told
In the end does it matter if it’s real?
Just the truth of how it makes you feel

There must be some way out
Of here, I can run
My next of kin must think
I’m someone else’s son
At times I can’t believe
Just how far I’ve come
The cloud that’s silver lined
Leaves me feeling numb

You give, you take
You live and learn
You fear you’ll get
What you deserve

There must be an end in sight
To what I’m going through
There must be half a dozen
Better things to do
If I could find a way
To break this spell in two
A door, an exit sign
A rocket to the moon

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
You must decide
Revenge or the truth?

In all the world
There is so much more
To deceive you
(All things must come and go)
The royal force
And the Trojan horse
That will seem true
(For this I was never told)
And to find
There is nothing more
Than your own life
(Then reaching the end of line)
Like the thrill
And the driving will
Just to survive

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Judgement awaits
The moment of truth

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Lost in belief
Fooled by the truth

Space Cowboy
You’re in my soul
You’re in my heart
You’re in my dreams

Space Cowboy
I see your soul
I feel your heart
I know your dreams

In my mind it seemed so perfect
In the end I hope it’s worth it
Uncelebrated each December
Forgetting more than you’ll remember

Chasing this elusive dream
Shaping every part of me
In spite of this and things gone wrong
The music plays it on and on and on
This simple song goes on and on and on

Space Cowboy
I heard your plea
I hear your prayer
I feel your pain

Do you remember my name?
I was 16 years
Action had no consequence
Do you remember that day?
You were so very smart
And brazen with your confidence

I found pleasure on my local bus
A human body on which to brush
There were uniforms to adjust
And all the girls and girls and girls
I got six strings in a guitar shop
Read the record charts start to top
I found music that would never stop
Singing Duran Duran Duran

Do you remember my name?

Do you remember my name?
I had 16 fears
And 60 curiosities
Do you remember the pain?
I thought getting rid of you
Would pay for this atrocity

I got happy like an April Fool
I was damned by a Christian school
I was hungrier than the wolf
Singing do do, do do, do do

Do you remember my name?

Shadows, I see shadows
Feel the sunshine
In the shadows
And every ray of light
Will be my friend, for a while
And every blade of grass
Must take the sun from the sky

I know that I’m bored again
Remember this might be the end
December – that’s no ending
I knew it from the start
The shadow’s in my heart
It’s just another part of me

Shadows, I see shadows
Taste the darkness
In the shadows
For everyone is born the earth
And everyone must die
And every cloud that forms above
Makes shadows in the sky

Shadows, I see shadows
Feel the sunlight
In the shadows
And when the sun will scorch you through
Take time in the shade
And when sun does shine again
Try to make hay

When I feel nothing, I need news
I want some issues, I want views
I want to laugh, I want to sob
I need perfection in a bob
When I don’t quite know how to feel
I want the truth to be concealed
And if I don’t know who to trust
I’ll take your pleasure and disgust

Every time you look at me
Every chance you’ve got to read
I am emotion, I show flesh
I’m your saviour, I am the press

Stop the press (you love it girl)
Stop the press (you want it girl)
Stop the press (you need me girl)

When I see tragedy abound
And your remorse is so profound
I want confession every time
I need your message to be mine
I want debate and argument
Give me guilt and consequence
And if I can not find the link
Please just tell me what to think

Every star who’s adding weight
Every heartbreak on a plate
Every look you’ve got to show
My dirty trash you’ve got to know

The words on the page
And the image it displayed
How my heart ran away
And I paid

Like a bank to a thief
With tight gritted teeth
The editor in chief
Smiled away

I know you
Like we all do
And you know us
Because we’re just the same as you

When all the world
Begins to crumble
When all around
Is full of trouble
The social fabric
Left in tatters
Your sex appeal
Is all that matters

To you
It matters to you
Not to me, to you
Not to me, to you

I saw you
Stand in centre stage
All eyes on you
And the mirror in the cage

I felt you
Radiating pride
Vanity to match
With beauty by your side

I began with no protection
Everything was a lie
And I couldn’t find
Any help at all
Except the old school tie

Those memories seem distant
But I feel like it’s déjà vu
Have I been here before today?
Either way, I’m screwed

And I know everything you know
And I know everything I’ve got to be
Like you too
I’ve seen better days

Six months further on
It’s not so bad or good
I can’t really make the same complaints
As well as I really should

And I feel like I’m a crossword
With clues I’ll never find
And I do not know
If I’m right or wrong
Perceptive and/or blind

Entwined in complication
Entangled all the way
Where is this place I’ve landed in
And how can I escape?

Caught inside the haze
Trapped in my own malaise
Searching for the view
Defining the old from new
And all that I know
Leaves nothing much to show
But what I add to my name
What I feel in my veins
Like the art in the scheme
Like the blues and man machine

Troubled for a while
Smacked the inner child
Searching for a way
Kidnap my former days
And all that I know
Leaves nothing much to show
But this shadow of a place
The march and the space
Like the art in the scheme
Like the blues and man machine

Falling short of tall
Took pride in my fall
Searching in the dark
Building Noah’s Ark
And all that I know
Leaves nothing much to show
But I taste what I feel
And I know what is real
Like the art in the scheme
Like the blues and man machine

Oh to be new
Without you there is fear
Without hope I am weak
All this time trying hard

To be well and be free
To be whole once again
All alone on the prairie
With air and the trees

And my soul in my hands
Distant fields in my eyes
All alone like a cowboy
Heading west
To the sun in the sky

Like the sun and the seed
That will grow once again
All is green in the field
And the space and the air

She will heal and believe
And will walk every mile
All alone on the prairie
Till the meadow
Meets the sun in the sky



Chronology: Album 3
Released (Digital): 26 August 2011
Released (CD): 12 September 2011
Labels: Hark Records / Space March Pty Ltd
Production: All tracks written, arranged and produced by Craig Simmons.
Tracks 1 – 7 mixed and additional production by Mark Saunders.
Tracks 8 – 12 mixed by Craig Simmons.
Mastered by BEAT360, New York.
Art & design by Craig Simmons.
Performers: Craig Simmons performs Lead Vocals, Keyboards and Beats.
Tania Doria as Electra-city performs Lead Vocal duet on Eye For An Eye and Backing Vocals on Space Cowboy, Shadows, Do You Remember My Name?, Your Sex Appeal Is All That Matters, Alone On The Prairie.
Jac Wilkins performs Guitar on Monumental, Space Cowboy, Shadows.