“You’d forgive oddball Californian auteur Ty Segall for wanting to wipe the slate clean and start again. Over eight solo albums in as many years, plus nine collaboration records, he’s veered as wildly around the rock underground as Boris Johnson has around international relations. Cranky garage rock, experimental psych pop, nu glam, neo country and music he himself has described as “Satan in s”
“Segall’s new album feels like a sampler of what he’s been up to in the last half-decade. It's an easy entry point into his imposing catalog, and a complete portrait of his many capabilities.”
“After the unpredictability and seismic cosmic misery wreaked upon the universe by 2016, the surprising arrival of January 2017 means another new Ty Segall album. Where Segall is concerned, though, the presence of new material is as predictable as he allows himself to be. The chaotic onslaught of ‘Emotional Mugger’ has vanished, the disturbing baby mask ripped from the singer’s head to reveal… wel”
