Ross sings with her Lancastrian accent of reality-through-a-fish-eye lens, warping and distorting scenarios and characters to create a no-frills, visceral swipe at petty grievances, bad attitudes and screwball life. Instead, there’s noticeable heft to their edgy punk, psychedelic and motoric krautrock sound that was absent from their previous work. Mercifully, none of the charm or chaos is lost in the transition. This Is Eggland (an arch reference to Shane Meadows’ music culture drama This Is England) marks the Eggs’ fifth stab at album making, and sees them embracing a producer for the first time in the shape of David Fridmann ( Mercury Rev, The Flaming Lips). The problem when loveable, rogue DIYers grow up is whether they fall flat on their face or retain their credibility – just ask Nick Knowles (whose ‘authentic’ album of lacklustre covers suggested the ‘day job’ was never in peril).

Theirs is a messy, fun, brash sound that demands your attention, and will enervate and entertain in equal measures. Uncompromising and minimal in their approach, their surreal observations on life comes on like a Lancastrian version of The White Stripes. As they succinctly put it: “This is our band. 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.

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