You can hear it in the first four bars of the album. A meaty, beaty, big and bouncy drum fill, followed by a glistening guitar line that could have been ripped from an old Rockpile album, and a breathy Hammond B3 so beautifully captured that it seems to conjure the dimensions of the room it sits in. It’s huge, but intimate. Heavy, but airborne. And the hook is strong enough that you could hang a whale from it.

The Trews’ reputation is built on buffed and visceral rock songs, but on No Time for Later they cohere like never before. The structures are more compelling, the playing is more articulate, and the results more nourishing. And the group’s musical breakthrough has certainly been noticed by others, including shock rock legend Alice Cooper, who christened The Trews “A great young band with a Zeppelin feel,” the Calgary Sun called the album “A regular masterpiece of rock n’ roll,” while Creative Loafing raved, “Exciting, brash crunch rockers who connect like prime Humble Pie.”

As for ZO2, well...