Dear reader, I start this review by asking you the most important of questions. Have you ever heard of “egg punk”? I’m sure some of you are nodding wisely, “oh yes, egg punk, how very 2010.” Well, I have shocking news for you. I. Have. Never. Heard. Of. It. For those like me, who haven’t heard of such a thing—no, it’s not punk with eggs frying in the background, but apparently a microgenre of punk that emerged in the 2010s, inspired by Devo (originally called “devo-core”), known for its lo-fi recording style and satirical tone. Thank you, Wikipedia, for educating me.
The reason I bring this up is that Tennessee-based band Snooper have just released their second album, Worldwide, and apparently, they’re classed as egg punk. As often happens with me, I wasn’t aware of them until now, and suddenly I can’t stop listening—so I guess I’m a convert.
That said, if I were to name Snooper’s sound after a food, I wouldn’t pick an egg. I’d go for bubblegum. Their songs are chewy and sweet, cartoonish and cheeky in the best possible way. Eggs are too plain for this—this is Hubba Bubba punk, not boiled-egg punk.
Worldwide is pure chaos from start to finish, refusing to slow down for even a second. It’s fast, frantic, funny, and deeply addictive. Opener “Opt Out” sets the tone with fuzzy guitars and full-tilt velocity, followed by the equally rapid-fire “On Line.” Things get even wilder with “Company Car”, a brilliantly surreal anthem about corporate perks and excess that somehow manages to sound both absurd and anthemic at the same time.
There’s a punked-up cover of The Beatles’ “Come Together”, drenched in wonky guitars, that feels like it shouldn’t work but absolutely does. Tracks like “Guard Dog” and “Blockhead” show off Snooper’s love for frantic riffs and breakneck drumming, while “Hologram” is just pure full-velocity noise bliss.
Lyrically, Snooper lean into absurdist humour and satire, but there’s also a strange poignancy in songs like “Star 69”, which races through ideas of connection, urgency, and technological breakdowns. Then there’s “Pom Pom,” which flips cheerleader clichés into surreal punk theatre, complete with chants of “HUT HUT, you know what?”—it’s ridiculous, and it’s brilliant.
By the time you get to closing tracks like “Relay” and “Subdivision”, you realise Snooper aren’t just doing chaos for chaos’ sake—they’re crafting a world where everything feels slightly bent out of shape, where speed and silliness collide with sharp commentary.
Worldwide is messy, fast, and absurd, but it’s also exhilarating. It’s the sound of punk refusing to take itself too seriously while still demanding your attention. If this is egg punk, then I’ll take a dozen.
Worldwide is out now and you can get it here
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Review by Hayley Foster da Silva
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