Los Angeles beloved fuzz-rock duo Deap Vally bid a raucous farewell to Glasgow at King Tuts, and what a send-off it was. Amidst a sea of pink perms, be-fringed cowboy shirts, and spangled boots, Lindsey Troy and Julie Edwards delivered a blistering set that was part The White Stripes, part Karen O, and all unforgettable.

Kicking things off with “End of the World,” Troy confessed that the music video was filmed right here in Glasgow. Their love for the city shone through, reminiscing about summers spent with their kids in Kelvingrove Park. The local connection had the crowd swooning and set the tone for an evening that felt both intimate and electric.

“Walk of Shame” followed, a gritty anthem that had everyone bouncing, and it became clear that Deap Vally weren’t just saying goodbye—they were making sure we’d never forget them. “Gonna Make My Own Money” and “Your Love” came next, each song dripping with raw, bluesy energy. It’s this blend of garage rock swagger and punk spirit that makes Deap Vally such a force.

There are many thanks to be made Troy’s mum has flown across the Atlantic with a small child in tow to allow this tour to happen. There are plenty of Mum Rock jokes to be made, gratitude is extended to everyone from fans documenting the tour to the friend running the merch stall. The gig truly has a DIY feel to it.

“Lies” and “Raw Material” saw the duo hitting their stride, the latter’s heavy riffs reverberating through the historic venue. But it was “Six Feet Under” that truly brought the house down, a sonic onslaught that had fans losing their minds.

In true rock and roll fashion, the second half of the set was a marathon of eight songs—so forget calling it an encore. “Ain’t Fair” and “Grunge Bond” kept the momentum going, with stage diving and crowd surfing becoming the new norm. It was chaos, but the kind you never want to end.

By the time they got to “Smile More,” King Tuts felt like it might burst at the seams. And when Solon Bixler of the support band joined them for “It’s My World” and “Perfuction,” the energy reached a fever pitch. The night ended on a high with “Royal Jelly,” leaving everyone in the room drenched in sweat and high on rock ‘n’ roll euphoria.

Deap Vally’s farewell tour might be the end of an era, but last night at King Tuts, they proved they’ll never be forgotten. If you missed it, you missed history—but at least we’ve got the memories, and oh, what memories they are.