The Lovely Eggs @ Stereo, Glasgow, 12 Feb

Holly Ross, singer and guitarist of The Lovely Eggs, isn’t happy. Some dimwit down the front has pestered her and her drummer husband David Blackwell to play a certain Eggs song and, to be clear, it just isn’t happening. “You’ve asked me on Facebook and you’re asking again tonight” she says, and we get the impression that the strong-willed frontwoman will withhold the track from future gigs, just to teach ‘em a lesson.

If you thought The Lovely Eggs – the band who once asked in song if we’d ever heard a digital accordion – were a nice bit of quirky pop over easy, think again: tonight in Stereo it’s all about distorted guitars and rock poses. Ross manages, a bit disturbingly, to channel the spirit of Mark E. Smith in new single I Shouldn’t Have Said That ('Iaaah shouldn’t haaave said that-ah') and throws rock poses all over the shop. There are tracks from the new album This is Eggland, generally more in your face and terrifying than the older stuff. It’s given an interesting slant by Ross’ high priestess costume choice and increasingly squiffy between-songs chat about flat parties in the good old days of the ‘90s in Glasgow and “going down the docks” when the drink ran dry.

It’s a noisy, high energy, fun night. Ross makes us think of what would become of Courtney Love if she was put through a make-me-from-Lancashire machine. And for heaven’s sake don’t tell Thom Yorke, but it’s pleasing when songs from outside the likes of, say, Flight of the Conchords have genuinely laugh out loud lyrics. There seem to be a few in the crowd tonight who are startled by the noise and the heavier dimension, but everyone else gets down and gets with it. It takes two cracking eggs to make an omelette.