Vanta plays hard rock the way it used to hit — loud guitars, no irony, and songs that don't ask permission. Drawing from the heavy end of the late-80s and early-90s without living there, Vanta sounds like something that came up through the floor while you weren't paying attention.
Turn it up. Too Loud is Vanta at full volume — no filler, no apologies, exactly the way rock is supposed to hit.
The debut. Four tracks with no warm-up, no apology, and no fade-out. Loud from the first note. Still loud at the end.
The second record. Title earned. Everything on this one hits harder than you expect and leaves marks accordingly.
The third record. Everything falls eventually. Gravity doesn't ask and it doesn't negotiate — neither does this album.