This is an album of light and shade, an album of nuance – which might surprise some people. He wears his influences on his sleeve, sure, but he makes all kinds of beautiful rackets.
What sets Ty Segall apart from Slaughterhouse – and most of his albums – is the well-measured balance between the heavy Ty and the more melodious Ty. He moves back and forth throughout, but easily maintains unison under his idiosyncratic character; and the album is crafted to ebb and flow.
I’m not sure if Ty Segall is the unifying artistic statement he’s been working toward this whole time (as late-career self-titled albums often are), but it might be his best work to date.
After nine years of making albums under his own name, and countless others with countless others, this second eponymous effort will be a welcome addition to a bulging catalogue.
While the wide-eyed, erratic glory of Emotional Mugger remains a considerably more compelling voyage into the more demented depths of his sonic escapism, Ty Segall presents a case for the benefits of easing off the gas to fully take in the road ahead.
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.
Scraping off the garage rock grit and disjointed sharp edges that characterised his previous album ‘Emotional Mugger’ for this definitive self-portrait, Segall scrubs up great.
Ty Segall is a mixture of boisterous and blissful, and certainly is a great place to start if you're looking to introduce someone to Segall's ever-fattening discography.
As much as Ty Segall is an album of potential singles material, it’s one of the most cohesive sets of music that Segall has released to date. On second thought, maybe his greatest strength isn’t his volume of output, but rather that he never stops growing as an artist.
Ty Segall works so much and so fast it's amazing that every record he puts out is worth hearing, if only to see if he's finally run out of gas and/or ideas. One jaunt through the bracing and surprisingly sweet at times Ty Segall is proof enough that he's run out of neither, and it doesn't seem like he will anytime soon.
Ty Segall is his finest effort to date, a superb record and one that will help save rock ’n’ roll, which isn’t dead, it’s merely been regrouping.
He’s is nothing short of a chameleon when it comes to garage rock, and this is one of his most impressive outputs yet.
While far from a masterpiece, Ty Segall provides a neatly packaged summary for why the singer is a modern rock ‘n’ roll treasure.
Segall’s brand of artistic abundance doesn’t leave a whole lot of room or time for marked growth. Great as Ty Segall is and as rich as the record sounds, it also serves to meet expectations rather than exceed them.
The fact that Segall is so dedicated to his craft is a double-edged sword. On one end this is everything a fan of the genre would want in a garage rock record; distorted guitars, heavy drums, and a vocalist with all the proto-punk requirements. On the other hand, this isn’t the record that is going to convert any on the fence listeners.
Segall can literally play every genre and play each well. On Ty Segall, he underlines this notion.