I don't often put reviews up for anything, but in this album's case I have to make an exception.
I discovered Hybrid when a friend played me "Remix and Additional Production By..." at which point I became an instant fan and have enjoyed pretty much everything they've done before and since, albeit with a certain emotional detachment. What I mean is: even though the huge, driving sweep of their sound has never failed to grab me by the guts and get me on my feet, I've never found them hugely engaging on an emotional level - and yes that includes both Wide Angle and Morning Sci-Fi, which for all its dark beauty was detached in itself.
There's plenty written here and elsewhere about the sound, but I wanted to mention the lyrics. This album is infused with a real bittersweet maturity that you don't often hear in what is in essence a dance act. In places, ICN feels like the comedown after decades of partying; bleak and paranoid, where there is as much meaning in what is not said is as what is. There are a couple of tracks which, if they catch you in the right mood, can hit home like a sledgehammer.
Or, as an alternative to all this namby-pamby lyrical nonsense, you can just switch off and listen to the music, which is simply brilliant and gives you that indescribable feeling of the pulling you in in a gathering storm, holding you for gorgeous lost minutes and setting you back down in the real world afterwards. The superbly-engineered sound alone makes Hybrid unique, the whole package makes them something very special indeed.
(Don't know if it's been mentioned already, but the secret track can be heard by hitting reverse search (not track skip) as soon as you play the CD, till it goes back to about -3:20. It's a nice instrumental that provides a worthwhile intro to the intro, making it more a part of the album than if it had been tacked on the end.)