Well, their label calls them metallic crust, and I guess I can hear some of that, but Insidious Process also flings around a lot of the frantic, galloping dread that I associate with nutjobs like the Crimson Curse and Sugar Pie Koko. This vocalist sounds like something being dredged from a coffin, just shrill and deadly as hell. Blastbeats and searing invocations of doom and ruination (in Swedish and English) captured within some beautiful packaging and gorgeous vinyl. Just fucking relentless from the get-go. 

 –keith (Aborted Society)