Possibly the weirdest thing to ever come out of Belleville, Illinois, Egg Chef's noxious blend of hardcore, punk, noise and all-around insanity has earned the band opening slots at countless undergound shows over the past year. Sans their stage garb — hazmat suits — the members of Egg Chef are fresh-faced youngbloods, but while playing they're sludge masters of the highest order, delivering impossibly uptempo noisepunkmathcore with murderous glee. They don't set up till the last possible minute, and directly after melting the faces of their audience, they typically pack up and flee the venue with the same intensity they exhibit onstage. We can only assume they're eager to crawl back into their Belleville dungeon world of ice cream, theoretical physics and amateur roadkill taxidermy.
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