Late words incoming on the new 'old' Omit album Siltbreeze apparently found down the back of the sofa a few weeks back. Confused? We can only hope. InSec was recorded by the voraciously active Clinton Williams in 2013, then subsequently got lost on route to wherever it was headed, only to be recently uncovered by the label a decade or so later. How that happens I wont even attempt a guess at (nor judge), though it does feel like fitting biography for such alien discharges. Williams has accumulated more than a few war chests of this kind of thing across his 30 odd year career of noisemaking, though InSec is an especially icy offering, a slow moving, ominous pulse of minimal electronics cast as ancient digital rune. You'll be ever thankful that someone saw fit to drill deep into ice and reanimate whatever was suspended in there, unleashing 50 minutes of ominous post-industrial trudge through past/present/future hellscape that could have come from the same frozen tomb as those early Civilistjävel! discoveries. No doubt sonic reductionism of the highest grade. It does beg one question though: was such isolationist music ever intended to be found? Too late to worry now. Let the monster breathe.