Album Review: This Is Eggland by The Lovely Eggs

As state-of-the-nation addresses go, nothing else surveys the psychogeography of Britain in 2018 from such an oblique angle. In fact, the here and now is of reassuringly scant relevance to Eggland, an inspiringly self-contained microverse which, one senses, will thrive regardless of the extenuating shitstorm. Accordingly, one way to interpret This Is Eggland is as hard proof of the creative efficacy of living, ostensibly, off-grid.

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Among the most underrated of the riot-grrrl-adjacent bands of the '90s and early 2000s were Babes in Toyland associates Angelica, whose best tracks were marked by a distinctly wry humor. The Lancaster, England group's post-feminist crush lament "Liberation Is Wasted on Me," for instance, is a long, performative sigh into a rose bouquet, a sweeping gesture toward the enlightened single crowd set to the "Be My Baby" rhythm; pause, punchline. The pummeling punk arrangement that kicks in about a minute into the song certainly doesn't hurt matters.

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The latest twist in their quirky saga is the surprise appearance of Dave Fridmann in the role of producer on This is Eggland. The man who has been at the helm of richly textured modern classics by bands such as Mercury Rev , The Flaming Lips and Mogwai seems an unlikely candidate to work with an unassuming guitar-and-drums garage punk duo, but perhaps the change of pace was part of the lure. The results seem evident only in hindsight.

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The Lovely Eggs – This Is Eggland Lo-fi married couple Holly Ross and David Blackwell have been in operation as The Lovely Eggs since 2006, in which time they have put their homemade, psychedelic, punk-pop out to a growing, but mostly underground audience. As they succinctly put it: “This is our band. We do exactly what we like.” Uncompromising and minimal in their approach, their surreal observations on life comes on like a Lancastrian version of The White Stripes.

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Twelve years and four albums have flashed by since Holly Ross and David Blackwell fell together as The Lovely Eggs, after watching two pigeon eggs hatch in Paris. A fittingly surreal birth, one might conclude, for a Lancaster married couple whose sole aim was to warp the stark realities that lay in abundance in their hometown. In Lancaster, weirdness hovers menacingly in every darkened corner.

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