To think these psychedelic-like tones of The Lovely Eggs have kicked around for almost two decades is fascinating. Eggistentialism highlights the free will of an individual, of a listener, while including an egg-cracking pun to fit the band’s revered name. One bold introduction and into the new waves of sound we dive. The Lovely Eggs remain consistent and lovely forces within music. Their latest endeavour is no different to the consistencies of the last two decades. Shove those tones and kick on with Death Grip Kids which reminds listeners that no matter where you head, the punk roots of your origins must remain. Polish them up and remain prideful of them. The Lovely Eggs has never given up on what makes them intense and interesting – dying of boredom on their first track brings out a punk edge and a reactionary cause is kindled.
Heavy tones and lighter instrumentals find their footing better on the likes of Nothing / Everything because The Lovely Eggs pair their lashing-out rage with a refined and edge-laden tone. Their slip into lighter tones sounds far punchier and more volatile than their straight punk routine. Endure the loss of all you have and reconnect with your fundamentals. This is the tone taken by Nothing / Everything and it could not come at a better time. Its hopeful tones are paired with brash electronics and an anxiety-riddled lyrical perspective. We remain dependent on the thoughts and inspirations of others no matter how hard we try to escape them. Meeting Friends at Night tries to catapult the band back into their harsh-hitting ways and does a solid enough job, its tonal disregard for the preceding tracks is a gutsy decision as pouring coffee turns into bleeding pigs and a call to arms in the dead of night.
What comes through is a wall of sound experience which fails to differ too much from track to track. At least The Lovely Eggs have a constant and intense perspective benefitting this loud range, though their guitar work drifts into the vaguely heard background as whining machinery and electronics take centre stage with all the beauty of an outrage captured in an overflowing artistic vein. Eggistentialism marks a crucial blur between the constant worries of the world and the desire to make loud, moving action. Key to all these outrageous moments is a simplicity to the tempo and a cutting percussion, edging The Lovely Eggs towards some of their best works to date. Listen in to My Mood Wave and get to grips with those tinges of Lancaster-rooted influence.
The Lovely Eggs do well in getting to grips with the uncertainty of the modern day with I Don’t Fucking Know What I’m Gunna Do. Their rage is our rage and channelling it into a boisterous outlet is the only way to make sense of it at times. Eggistentialism does well to give us the breathing room we need, a chance to separate ourselves from the whirring anxieties of the everyday. Life is tougher and tougher and as the years roll by it seems like survival is tricky. We work ourselves to the bone for fewer rewards than last year and The Lovely Eggs have hit their limit. Kicking out against the world on our behalf has never sounded so monumentally in touch with listeners. Eggistentialism hits out at the crisis around us and asks why we are not reacting with as much pure and talented rage as the bands leading the charge against the spiralling state of the UK.
