"As far as writing and performances go, I can't find a fault in Future Cancer. It's pissed off and disgusting, and closer "Patterns of Repetition," proves that the band can dial back and get even more intense, relying on subtle jazz-influenced drumming to propel dissonant leads towards a tidal conclusion that, true to form, ends on the same two-note phrase that the album begins on. It's a small touch, but one which really ties together the eleven minute EP".