The final track here, 'Patterns', is the longest out of these four, running for just over a third of the EP. An agitated start is leveled out by the solid drum beat and as you listen the sound grows. It rises higher and higher, to an almost cinematic scope. Cymbal crashes light up the sky and at the very end everything goes quiet. As the guitars slow and stop and the drums fade into nothingness, you're left wondering about what you've just experienced. Then, out of the silence slithers something all together different. An ominous sneer ends the EP. After burying the sadness, that same lament has clawed its way back into the world. A message perhaps? Can we ever truly get rid of hate and anguish? However much we mask it or bury it in happiness, will it always find a way back into our lives? As the EP ends for the second time, these questions are left unanswered, and for the next few minutes you sit and think. Captivating in its execution and intriguing in its conclusion, '-' is surreal dream pop at its very best, floating along on a sea of underlying worry. I can't wait to see what Arks release next, hopefully in the very near future!