Live shows are like poached eggs.
Intimidating to some, beloved by many, and when done right (paired with a perfect hollandaise sauce… obvii) they can bestow a gooey yellow blanket of emotions all over yr…breakfast?
Ok maybe that analogy doesn’t work so well. But I Her?-d this album, and I wanted to tell you about this awesome live album I Her?-d today by my favorite egg.
Wait, hold on. Let’s not leave this analogy on a bench in Mexico. Live albums are about as hard to make as poached eggs. Often they fail to capture the real experience, and sound like a watered down version of a normally fried studio album, with weird ass texture to boot. This is a perfectly poached live album. There we go. Crushed it. I deserve a mayonegg for that one.
Oh yeah, the music, it’s good. Egg are a great live band, and they play with some pretty incredible energy. They even left some of the crowd sing-alongs in the mix, which is a great move.
It’s on Bandcamp, and all proceeds go to the Southern Poverty Law Center, who probably could use the dough I’d embed here but I can’t figure out how to do it on my phone.
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