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The Five Minute Sin clan emerged from a glowing fissure in the desert floor at the outset of the 21st century. Covered in thick red dust and stinking of sulfur, four nomadic tribesmen, transported by shadowy forces from a distant place and time, stepped forth as sonic missionaries, spreading an apostasy of powerful, dark, eerily psychedelic incantations. At their disposal a whirlwind swirling with the armaments of sonic obliteration. Hypnotic percussive beats. Despondent vibration of electrified strings. Meandering calls reminiscent of the shamanic rite. Will their depraved creed of necromancy not set in motion the conjuration of a wicked world rhyme?
“Five Minute Sin - Gentle giants or ferocious puppy dogs? The world may never know. The winners of this year's Best of Burque New/Emerging Band prefer to rock first and ask questions later. Be prepared.”
Weekly Alibi
“Without is a Southern-fried, dark and crunchy record with doom and gloom evident in both the heavy guitar textures and the downtrodden lyrics.”
Weekly Alibi
“Damn! Their answer was precise, provocative and wise for their young years--just like their music. From humble beginnings in a backyard barn to Albuquerque's favorite new emerging band. The future of Albuquerque's music scene is looking rosy indeed ... thanks to you guys, Five Minute Sin.”
Laura Marrich - Weekly Alibi
