Oh No Ono - Eggs

Already named fifth best Danish album of the decade at home, Eggs arrives in the UK at the best possible juncture. With the musicianistas and opinio-bloggers spending the tail-end of the noughties frantically neologising the likes of Animal Collective’s day-glo confuso-pop (word-invention is fun!) and Dirty Projector’s symph-oddities (ok, I’ll stop now), rarely has eccentric yet tuneful pop music possessed such high cultural capital. Oh No Ono aren’t likely to capture imaginations in quite the same numbers, but a cornucopia of delights await those giving it a crack: psychedelic wooziness coexists with church choirs, reflecting Electric Light Orchestra’s genre-hopping, while songs like Icicles are ignited by Sparks of Mael peculiarity. Throughout, high-pitched vocals recall Jonas Bjerre of Mew (having never been to Denmark I assume all Danes sing this way), and, like their higher-profile compatriots, Oh No Ono are on an unconventional sonic journey. It’s one worth taking. [Chris Buckle]