Power opens with the title track which is a full on garage rocker with a thumping bass and gritty guitars. Now when I think of a song called "Power" off the top of my head I think of complete male chauvinistic subject matter but Shapes Of Race Cars takes it in the opposite direction targeting the ladies. It's not that this is a new subject in rock n' roll because we've all dealt with a girl so Power hungry she'll do anything to manipulate a guy but it never gets old to b*tch about it.

While the title track certain builds Shapes of Race Cars good karma the band strays for the meat of the album for the most part. "Passenger" is a rather flat song that straddles the realms of indie and pop rock that features the almost clean yet almost distorted guitars that indie rock bands like to use in order to avoid rocking too hard. The high point of another of SRC's departure from the rockers is "Tokyo" which has one awesome high point - the "hey-yo's" that sound like the ones that Sting is famous for belting out. Shapes Of Race Cars begins moving back in the rock direction with "Kraftwerk" by actually taking a step backwards in musical history with its surf rock inspired beat and uber-catchy chorus.

"Sound The Alarm" kicks in right away with an intro that has Ramones written all over it. It just gets dirtier from there with "I.C.U." While certainly not rockin' enough to send you to the actual ICU (sorry for the awful pun) it will certainly get your foot tapping at the least. Unfortunately, like many albums, Power doesn't end of the strongest of notes. "Apocolypse Hurts" is simply a mid-tempo pop-rock song that simply would be lost in the mix had it not been the last song on the album.