���Most fans of Theologian and Strom.ec probably never had a chance to pick up the original cassette release of their collaborative album Hubrizine, since it was released in a miniscule edition of only twelve copies back when it came out in 2012; this new CD reissue from Malignant is a welcome one, finally making this stark album of rumbling industrial ambience available to a wider audience. An homage to the work of dystopian science fiction author Philip K. Dick, Hubrizine is made up of material that was originally produced by Finnish power electronics duo Strom.ec, then reworked and reassembled by Theologian to create an all-new monstrosity, the album moving through varied realms of sonic abrasion and mesmeric black drift. Bits of delicate piano are sent tumbling into an abyss of reverb-drenched emptiness and echoing, shadowy dronedrift, and swells of menacing, heavily distorted synth-drone surface somewhere deep below, surges of grinding malevolence met with hypnotic glitchery and tiny fragments of over-modulated electronics. These sounds slowly come together across the ten-minute opening track "Involuntary Dilation", coalescing from the early stages of abstract, abyssal skitter and rumble into something even more haunting and pensive, those processed piano sounds bringing some human emotional weight to the otherwise cold and inhuman void that Theologian explores, these fragile fragments of mournful melody always on the verge of being swallowed by the blackness. This swirling, dreamlike feel carries over into tracks like "EM-19", murky melodious synths drifting like something from an Eluvium album, even as abrasive industrial rhythms and distorted, furious vocals suddenly tear through the darkness. Later forays into the strange celestial ambience of "Exegesis" and the lush orchestral crepuscular kosmische vastness of "World War Terminus" offer some gorgeously desolate atmospherics, while the hallucinatory choral creepiness and malformed industrial thud of closer "Flow My Tears" ends the disc with something much more nightmarish. The album moves through these passages of death industrial terror like wind through subterranean chambers, abrasive metallic rhythms emerging out of the murky ethereal drift, dissipating into vast oceanic dronescapes illuminated by distant moons, or the monstrous distorted dirge that slowly crawls from the celestial drift of the sprawling eighteen minute title track, where glimpses of half-formed monstrous mechanical rhythms lurching out of the blackness, brief surges of crunching industrial heaviness lost in the emptiness of space. It's some of the most moving work I've heard from either outfit, and highly recommended. Comes in a thin DVD-sized gatefold jacket with cool biomechanical artwork from Andre Coelho from Sektor 304.