Album Review: The Lovely Eggs – If You Were Fruit
Aimlessly listening to daytime Radio 1 can sometimes cause the tear ducts in your eyes to open and cover you in salty water.
The endless supply of diluted American hip-hop does nothing but confuse and annoy us. Instead of chugging down a bottle of $1000 champagne, we have to do with buy one get one free Lucozade.
Failing that, we’ll be presented with another new indie band who’ll take their influences from the exact same acts as everyone else. Original? No not, really. If anything it makes us look further afield for albums that aren’t afraid to do something different from the norm. Like, say, If You Were Fruit by The Lovely Eggs.
The Lovely Eggs have been on our radar since the end of last year. Since our initial warning of how immensely fun addictive their sound is, the band have been busy in the studio readying new tracks. After boiling, scrambling, poaching and frying up various songs, their debut album is finally ready for us to consume.
A few songs have been reheated and plonked on from previous releases that are becoming harder to find. I Like Birds (But I Like Other Animals Too) and Have You Ever Heard A Digital Accordion? return to make sure that people don’t miss out. The earlier records these songs originally featured on may soon be impossible to buy.
Comparing The Lovely Eggs to The White Stripes and The Ting Tings is only one way of giving you an idea of what they’re about. Quite literally, the only thing they have in common is that all three bands have one boy and one girl in the band. Unlike The White Stripes, Holly and David are an actual couple and haven’t got any sort of confusing brother and sister incest rumours going on.
It’s not just ye olde guitars, vocals and drums that the duo use. Samples of dogs, cans of drink being popped, bicycle bells, hums of bumble bees and glockenspiel are also included to create a 14-track debut album that clogs our heads with singalong lyrics and hooks that we can’t stop whistling. Sorry about that people in the library, don’t blame us.
Lyrically, the songs have no agenda. There is no insight into how The Lovely Eggs think the UK prison system should work, or how they would distribute taxpayers money. Instead, we hear how Holly and David sweat over cooking something for mice who have come to tea, whales swimming in the sea and cars that are red. If you are looking for an album that doesn’t take itself seriously, wants to have fun and doesn’t have any ego attached to it, this record is for you.
Out there at the moment, we are treated with music that tries to take itself seriously and subject matter that popstars shouldn’t be dealing with. Hooray for you and your ability to strum a guitar, we don’t need lectures in how to dispose of milk cartons.
Go and buy this bloody terrific album right now
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Aimlessly listening to daytime Radio 1 can also cause a marked reduction in prefrontal cortex activity and the loss of some 20-40 IQ points. Per hour. You have been warned.