VASA – Colours

Post-rock, apparently, although we can probably lose the ‘post’ part – Colours rawks wholeheartedly, if not life-changingly, constructing scores of mountainous riffs and fleet-fingered breaks then stitching them together at head-spinning volume. Consider Poseidon’s Kiss and Smashletes as the outcome of the nu-metal generation growing up and wrapping their lugholes around the virtuosic complexities of Battles and Tera Melos: molten, mathy soundtracks for the most action-packed movies never filmed.

Not that there’s no let-up. Not A Cop’s frenetic shimmers give way to the album’s more subtly emotive passages, opting for sweet and hopeful as opposed to heroic. Ditto Unpunched, a rare oasis of calm amidst so much scorching adrenaline rush. Their chosen genre occasionally runs the risk of lapsing into a chops-focussed dick-swinging contest, but VASA keep proceedings reined well within the ample parameters of fun, giving us reasonable hope that their impressive beginnings may evolve into the spectacular.