TURN UP THE VOLUME’s 5 Best EPS Of 2021

The 5 best extended plays of the past 12 months to Turn Up The Volume’s ears

1. ‘American Cockroach’ by DEAP VALLY

Talking about being productive. The two charismatic rock queens
Lindsey Troy and Julie Edwards from the city of angels, Los Angeles
released two EPs and their 3rd LP titled Marriage (with some of
the EP songs on it) this year.

Extended Play American Cockroach is the one I listened to the most
with its two steamrollers (I Like Crime / American Cockroach) and two
slower beauties (Give Me A Sign / Better Off With Nothing).

First-rate score!

Stream/buy here…


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2. ‘Body Electric’ by ULTRA SUNN (Belgium)

This cool black leather duo turns darkness into a stroboscopic
disco place where you can shadow dance yourself dizzy.

Their electro electricity, doomed drones, Goth echoes, eerie
baritone vocals, and synth riffs that stick as first-class glue
have both a mind-intoxicating impact and a sensual feel.

Thunder and lighting beats for the twilight hours.

Their brisk 6-track EP is a fitting soundtrack
to kick another virus year into oblivion.

Stream/buy Body Electric here…


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3. ‘Bad Time’ by PEEPING DREXELS (UK)

I discovered these London misfits last October in Amsterdam playing there
as part of an indoor festival at the legendary Paradiso club. What I felt was
what felt so many times when seeing their mates Fat White Family slash and
trash stages.

You know, that feeling of pumped-up confidence to go out in
the street and kick some fascists’ asses. Hell bloody hell yeah!

Bad Time will tell you all about it…


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4. ‘This Sceptic Isle’ by SHATTERCONES (London, UK)

Who: Politically outspoken rock outfit from London.

Opener Ghoul Driver sets the tremendously torrid tone of this jaw-dropping
extended play. An ominous outburst that threatens to explode any second.
Say Goodbye both surprises and impresses with its longing Mexican tango
melodiousness.

Fulminating stroke Butterly Room is an acrimonious reflection on the state
of chaotic Brexit England and closer The Man Who Ate Capitalism progresses
at a funeral pace, lamenting and dolesome. Throughout, ill-omened vocals
cause goosebumps.

Awesome stuff!

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5. ‘The Space In Between, Part 1 by TMCF (UK)

TMCF is a British pop/rock duo unafraid to blend ambience
with indie hooks to create a psychedelic experience. Formed
in a time of hopelessness.

Expect an instrumental synth/guitar opener (The Space In Between), a shadowy
prog-roller-coaster with twists and turns, and a magnetic bass riff (Thaumaturgy),
darkwavish pop-scapes (From Green To Grey / Collapse), a sparkling dreamtune
(The Lions Den ) and a euphonic, vocal symphony with mellow piano touches
(Soon The World Goes Black). Top!

Stream EP here…

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PEEPING DREXELS – Spend Some Bad Time With A New Fat White Family

3 November 2021

Band: PEEPING DREXELS
Who: Post-punk misfits from South London who announced their past UK gigs with this message: “Come through to the show of your liking to witness the degradation of our already poor physical and mental health in musical form.” Say no more.

EP: BAD TIME

This amazeballs extended play came out back in April, but before last Saturday night, I had never heard of this London gang of outcasts. But seeing them turning up the heat in the historic Paradiso Club in Amsterdam as part of the yearly (actually 2 editions per year) London Calling Festival, a showcase for up and coming bands (mostly from the UK), was pretty fucktastic and made them the talk of the night.

Why? If you start with some early Talking Heads‘ mania, followed by crashing Apocalypse drones, then you switch to some casual piano touches and 60s echoing guitars, and you end in a depressive lullaby way and you do all of this in one song with a flabbergasting resonance you’ll understand why the whole venue went apeshit and left their sweat on
the beer-drained floor for the whole wall-of-barbwire-sledgehammer-beats and post-punk orgasms filled gig.

Need a reference? Last Saturday Peeping Drexels made me feel what I felt so many times when seeing their mates Fat White Family slash and trash stages. You know, that feeling of pumped-up confidence to go out in the street and kick some fascists’ asses. Hell bloody hell yeah!

Enough talking. Do your miserable post-lockdown state of
mind a favour and buy yourself some more BAD TIME.

Right here, right now…


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PEEPING DREXELS: Facebook


Well, my camera went apeshit too, last Saturday night