REVIEW: Ty Segall Band – “Slaughterhouse”
If cartoons taught us anything, it’s that a tiny hamster inside of a wheel runs our brain and in the case of Slaughterhouse, the 11-track disc proves Ty Segall’s life-operating rodent is hanging upside down, with his Technical Ecstasy mop flailing freely, and blasting total garage rock chaos to move at hyper-speed. Almost a year ago, the San Francisco ripper stated he had plans for a noise rock record and though it’s no Le Noise, the album thrives under the Ty Segall Band name pitching the dreamy touch of psychedelia against teeth-chipping instrumentals rusted out with distortion and adrenaline. While “Muscle Man” and the older cut “Oh Mary” launch familiar fuzz bombs, the rumble they make creates more of a freakout than we’ve ever seen from Segall and sets a tone for the record. One minute, Mikal Cronin and Charlie Moothart are warping out rhythms on “Diddy Wah Diddy” and “I Bought My Eyes”, the next Emily Rose Epstein is slamming your ear drums with some odes to Scott Asheton (“The Tongue”) and when you’re nearly out of breath, the collective are screeching out some mad fuzz (“Fuzz War”) or using a recording like “Wave Goodbye” to toy with momentum, deep tenderness and abruptly spoon-feed you a rock n’ roll closer you never thought musicians had the guts to pull off in 2012. Slaughterhouse isn’t spotless, and neither are Ty Segall Band, but the roughed out skin to this record that’s oh so smooth is irresistible.
Download: “Wave Goodbye”, “The Tongue”, “Tell Me What’s Inside Your Heart”
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