On this debut's title track, a Neil Young-ish guitar riff builds, and Swedish-British expat Petter Ericson Stakee seems to compare depression-fueled partying with fighting a war. (For real?) But the true message comes from his gut, when he stretches the word "time" into an awesome swarm of guitar noise, crashing drums and spiraling bass lines. And so it goes on a magnificently crunchy rock record with real vocal drama from Stakee, who sounds by turns like Liam Gallagher, Thom Yorke and that high-pitched dude from Sigur Rós. If Alberta Cross can conjure more meaning to match their sonic feeling, they may be unstoppable.