After 3 years' coma stuck in the gutsy riffs of ‘Sistrionix’, sacrilege and sweat, Deap Vally return as heroines of the city who can't keep hands off their new ‘raw material'.
LONDON BOSTON MUSIC ROOMS 28/07/16
It has been since those warm sultry days of in the summer of
2013 that both Lindsey and Julie triumphed their debut record on a worldwide
scale. Touring extensively through Glastonbury, Reading and Leeds among
countless others had provided us with a build up to something truly outstanding
in the way of a kick ass climax. Yet three years down the line it is only in
the past six months that the duo have unleashed glimpses to their sonic progression of second album ‘Femejism’ (out September 16th) with
the likes of ‘Royal Jelly’ and ‘Smile More’ being their strongest anthems yet, exploiting the attitude and production clearer than ever
for Deap Vally. Hence it is no surprise that whilst in the queue outside the small and thriving Tufnell Park venue, fans slump against the fence jigging their limbs in preparation. They were going to need it.
With a quick rustle of tassels in newly acquired neon/leopard print outfits the two immediately blast into the classics, it already seems that this is a band who have the ability to concoct intoxicating riffs and hooks that glue the crowd in a pile of frenzy. Lyrics shout and fly across the room during ‘Bad For my Body’; a stomping riot of indulgence, “if our mothers only knew the trouble that we get into” sparks the inner fan girl in everyone.
Yet it’s easy to see in the glint of Troy’s eyes that what she’s doing now is all on full show. The angst and impatience to get onto the raw material is wonderful, they seethe and snarl at every given break and it’s really not all that long till the room is greeted with ‘Julian’. Both Troy and Edwards want to savour the time and tears that have lead up to the new record, Nick Zinner of the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s production on the album adds new scope into the classic fast build up-bridge-belt out style of ‘Sistrionix’. Yet by no means have Deap Vally handed over the reins, the lyrical content is at its most in your face style than ever.
Drooling and leering over the crowd, clearly egging for crowd surf, Troy broods “I don’t wanna be your reflection/ I’m so bored of this rejection” in ‘Smile More’. The theme of self-acceptance against those who have tried to fit the two into the shape of a ‘girl band’ is very clear; Troy starts to tease the crowd like before and sweat channels down the crowd in full flow. Unheard songs to the crowd still evoke a mosh pit, ‘Teenage Queen’ and ‘Post Funk’ blending some psychedelic channels into their traditional ferocity, the combination is already addictive and sways far enough out to put the band a refreshingly experimental tangent.
Both Troy and Edwards are more considered in this time,
the foundation of their return tonight is set in stone ripping into a more traditional
Fender Mustang fury of ‘Grunge Bond’; this riff in particular is blood
curdling. Troy seeks salvation over the guitar staring straight into a crowd
that she has clearly missed so much. The band are gladly possessed by their new
material and can only hold off a dip in
the pit for so long, as a surprisingly elegant landing back onto the stage is
the norm for Lindsey, the Deap Vally baby is soon greeted as Edwards holds the “Fruit
of her loins” to the masses.
It truly seems as if a raucous welcome home party is at stake for a new generation of duo-power. And it wouldn't be a true affair without 'Walk of Shame', Edwards's drums are somehow still standing after the excessive immensity of this track. Lindsey spares no time to warn us and before long the solo tears into the room, causing me to rip out someone's septum piercing-oops. With a slightly blood stained first row, it’s then the last round of celebration for Deap Vally, with the storm now in full flow it only seems right post- encore to blast out the highlight of the set 'Little baby Beauty Queen' .
The emphasis for freedom of a definitive ‘blue-sky’ record seeps out in tremendous fashion, surely the heaviest track on the album would finish us off. Those fans who were in the know opened up a comfortable space at the front as soon as Troy starts screaming about a “killer on the loose!” vocal chords on a Cobain style shattering point. I go down hard on my back in the mosh pit and am mercifully pulled up by the redemption of rock n roll. Something awe-inspiring IS on the loose from these two women, the extent of which is just weeks away.
It truly seems as if a raucous welcome home party is at stake for a new generation of duo-power. And it wouldn't be a true affair without 'Walk of Shame', Edwards's drums are somehow still standing after the excessive immensity of this track. Lindsey spares no time to warn us and before long the solo tears into the room, causing me to rip out someone's septum piercing-oops. With a slightly blood stained first row, it’s then the last round of celebration for Deap Vally, with the storm now in full flow it only seems right post- encore to blast out the highlight of the set 'Little baby Beauty Queen' .
The emphasis for freedom of a definitive ‘blue-sky’ record seeps out in tremendous fashion, surely the heaviest track on the album would finish us off. Those fans who were in the know opened up a comfortable space at the front as soon as Troy starts screaming about a “killer on the loose!” vocal chords on a Cobain style shattering point. I go down hard on my back in the mosh pit and am mercifully pulled up by the redemption of rock n roll. Something awe-inspiring IS on the loose from these two women, the extent of which is just weeks away.
‘ Femejism’ out September 16th Nevado Music.
Pre order here : http://www.nevadomusic.com/deap-vally/
- The punk also got his septum fixed today.
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