Despite losing the hammering and pneumatic drill sounds, and upping the ambient experimentation, this album is still very much Ein Neu. It’s imbued with a taught, pensive emotion, and a strange kind of hypnotic, exotic beauty that gets deep under my skin. The bass is used sparingly but makes a huge impact when it arrives, naked and purposeful. It’s largely musically magniloquent, like an arty-farty sculpture cut from sound. On the album’s longest track, Headcleaner, Blixa Bargeld reminds us how we got to this point. Evolution is always frightening. If you like your music challenging, you’ll eventually end up at Tabula Rasa.