It's got some of the most lobe-blasting neckwork since the Ty Segall Band's Slaughterhouse (from way back in the long, hot summer of 2012), but it also features a steep flight of fluent acoustic settings, as Ty s new songs range around in their search for freedom without exorcism, flying the dark colors high up the pole in an act of simple self-reclamation. This self-titled record is a clean flow, a wash of transparency falling into a world that needs to see a few things through clearly, to their logical end. Of late, he s thrown up his hands and donned clown shoes, dancing merrily in the dual role of oppressed/oppressor! His hands aren't any more or less dirty than anyone else's but amidst the thunder and the chaos of the ongoing storm, he's looking for the eye within. Ty Segall has made whole records that wrestle with realities fighting against some, pulling mightily to bring others into being.
2017 release from the prolific singer/songwriter.
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