Jacob DeRaadt’s "Mindless Repetition" is an apt title, though “mindless” feels more like self-deprecating irony than reality. These four tracks - ranging from microscopic 54-second loops to a sprawling 13-minute meditation - plunge into the abstract sonic murk that characterizes his previous works with Sterile Garden. But here, under his own name, DeRaadt strips down the aesthetics to a raw and hypnotic minimalism. It’s haunting yet detached, almost as if "music" itself is trying to escape definition.

“HIM” is a terse, jagged opening, while “march14loops” and “shortloopsmarch14” explore a meditative rhythm that’s as much about texture as timing, evoking a sense of claustrophobic stillness. DeRaadt revels in a kind of monotony that, strangely, pulls you deeper into its layers. These are not tracks that "build" - they just "are", unfolding in an uncomfortable balance between restraint and exploration.

Compared to "Acidosis", this feels less feral and more surgical - think of artists like Maurizio Bianchi or Aaron Dilloway, where minimal gestures become statements. If you're in the mood for something that oscillates between alienating and oddly serene, "Mindless Repetition" is a curious dive into the repetitive, the mundane, and the barely-there.

For fans of noise that sits quietly, listening back.