Ty Segall has got such an intense workrate. His discography reads at a staggering 47 records of various hues, EPs, LPs, splits, collabs and compilations. For all the skuzzed out stonedness of his music, he must be taking something that gives you a bit more energy than the herb. The most apt comparison is a of Ty as a slacker Captain Beefheart, channeling the weirdness into the nihilistic thrill of guitars.
After a recent dip in form with 2011's Goodbye Bread, where he tried to make his music more expansive and slightly poppier, his past three records have been pitch perfect, sweltering psychedelic punk rock, aiming directly at small sweltering club shows, with sweat oozing out of the ceiling and spilt beer everywhere.