EggS

I think at present, no band seems like they should be a household name more than French outfit EggS. Smelting classic-era indie rock with an undercurrent of new wave and a few hardened garage touches, the band embraces an era of sprawling lineups and ornamental embellishments. But leave the choir robes and Canadian arts grants by the wayside, because despite feeling like the heirs apparent to towering tracks from the early Aughts, the band offers up their version with no pomp and little pretense. On their last album I said they felt like kindred spirts to Aussie greats Royal Headache and truth be told, their brand of searing R&B gone gritty feels like it feeds on the same fuel and exuberant spirt that drives Crafted Achievement. The gloss may shine different, but primer’s the same.

Flecked with brass and built on soaring choruses, the new album buzzes with an unstoppable inertia. Pounding guitars set themselves opposite a heavier reliance on keys this time around. The band’s influences and touchstones could be picked apart all day, but what keeps this a constant on the speakers is the energy that the band brings to the album. The drive this time is refined, scraping away some of the tattered edges of their debut, but the EggS are far from buttoned down on Crafted Achievement. Songs hit the listener like a train with its breaks cut. The group feels like they’re enjoying every 80 mph moment of it too, and that’s what sears the songs into the psyche. Indie Rock as a genre has lost a bit of its footing over the past decade, but every minute of Crafted Achievement proves that the vitality is still out there to be harnessed.

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