Inside Five Minutes sticks a twisted staff into rock's frozen mud and stirs up nasty, sludgy grooves in Stately Chaos Home, uncovering a raging musical spirit long-thought buried in the past. Every song lurches with Black Sabbath malice.
Dynamics are more subtle and powerful here than the soft-LOUD blasts made popular by grungies.
All the while, there's a sense that it's just barely being held together by some old nails and could fall apart any time. It would be nice to have a song about something, instead of just fragmented angst. The vocalist is one of those sing-speak ranters who is probably fantastic live, but needs to develop beyond a drone in the studio. You can almost smell the stench of stale beer and rotting, dusty floors where they stomped out the beat to these things live. It translates in the studio as a group with no patience for studio gimmickry.