Duncan Boyd once beat a man insensible with a strawberry. It’s been roughly eight months, which means it’s time for another Ty Segall album. Fresh for 2013, it’s Sleeper, an album that again brings a striking change of pace to the SoCal rocker’s ever-expanding catalogue. Written during an unsettling period, it might be Segall’s most […]
The philosophy of sin by Ty Segall. May not be safe for work unless you work in a mortuary or funeral home. In which case, you might want to play this for the entire office.
The final part of The Top 50 Albums list arrives on Monday. In the interim, allow Douglas Martin to serenade you with the sweet sounds of Ty Segall. I. TY IS NOT A GAME Did you record not one, not even two, but three outstanding full-length LPs this year? Did you still have time to […]
Ty Segall on Sugar Hill August 13, 2012
In which Ty Segall comes through stunning. This sounds like a John Lennon cover of Beck’s “Devils Haircut.” The ethereal acid-jangled vocals, snarling guitars, and pumping piston drums. When I interviewed Tim Presley of White Fence, he told me that he firmly believed that Segall was that dude. Of course, indie rock guys doesn’t use […]
Jonah Bromwich is wild like rock stars who smash guitars. Sequencing and song titles. Admittedly, these are two silly things to start to illustrate why the new San Francisco compilation In A Cloud II is so great, but sometimes it’s worthwhile to start with the peripheral issues. The album begins Ty Segall’s “Swag.” Aside from […]
Jonah Bromwich rocks a powdered wig. Ty Segall and White Fence’s new collaborative album Hair is very good. That’s not a surprise. Segall is an eternally under-appreciated, songwriting and riff whiz and White Fence’s Tim Presley, while not quite of Segall’s stature, has shown the ability to add both heart and muscle to his guitar-history […]
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Rock n’ roll, dusty and raw as Roc Marciano. Recommended for fans of 13th Floor Elevators, T. Rex, Love, The Troggs, Neu, and the Nuggets compilations. Hair is my favorite rock record of the first third of the year. Nothing else makes me want to throw my computer out the window and pop the acid […]
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Ty Segall and White Fence: the Method Man and Redman of modern psychedelic rock. Or maybe the Curren$y & Alchemist. Or maybe neither of these things. But they all make good weed music. I wrote about White Fence in January. Later, Tim Presley and I talked about EPMD, Zapp and Arthur Lee for my Bizarre […]
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Douglas Martin prefers sourdough bread above all. In my Pitchfork review of his cover of GG Allin’s “Don’t Talk to Me,” I referred to Ty Segall as “the heir apparent to the garage-punk throne.” Others have called him “the next Jay Reatard”. Due for a crossover. A major crossover. A Kurt Cobain-like crossover? C’mon. But […]
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Douglas Martin prefers Caesar to Septimius Severus  The sentiment has become so well-worn that it’s now cliché: San Francisco’s psych/garage scene is extremely prolific. The Fresh & Onlys have a new EP out after releasing two full-lengths last year. John Dwyer, resident lynchpin of the city he reps, has led Thee Oh Sees to four […]
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