The Lovely Eggs
I Shouldn’t Have Said That
an explosive blast of motorik punk from the ever reliable and fired-up bon oeufs, their heavy new direction sounding like what would happen if downtown boys became enmeshed with neu in some unholy experiment.
Lurching, reeling and spitting with anger and regret, the song perfectly encapsulates the kitchen-sink realism of a good old verbal brawl. you’ll also want this for the great david shrigley cover art. “One of the country's most beloved underground bands” - nme