August 13, 2012

Song Review: Ty Segall's "The Hill"



In a very short span of time, former Laguna Beach-comber and BUZZSound alumni Ty Segall has become one of the more prolific next-gen artists of today, and 2012 has only done everything to back up that accolade. Just this year, the San Fran-based musician teamed up with experimental psych-folker White Fences to release their wild collaboration LP Hair, and then made heavier headway along with his touring ensemble the Ty Segall Band with their fierce punked out debut Slaughterhouse. Segall is going to cap the year off all on his own with his sixth LP, Twins, arriving September 4th on Drag City. "The Hill" is our first preview from the garage rock wunderkind, and onward Segall goes with his ever-evolving talents as a songwriter. Last year's Goodbye Bread saw Segall cleaning up the grittier corners on his sound with finely crafted tunes in a classic sense, ripping a few notes out of the legendary songbooks of Lennon and Neil Young and ultimately, toning down a lot of the amp fuzz by opting for sedated acoustics. "The Hill" finds Ty getting back in touch with a bit of that distanced noise from his solo work, however, without letting the melody escape him thanks to a bevy of '60s-era female harmonies leveling off the crunching stomp. It's trippy yet not without bite, making you wonder if this is what would have happened if The Beatles' Revolver had collided with The Stooges' Raw Power, and turning the resounding chorus of "Open our hand / Upon the sand / We are the children still..." into a protest against itself. Ty Segall may very well be at war with his own sound here on "The Hill," caught somewhere between a crossfire between blissed out pop and rock 'n roll turmoil, but at the same time, AS doesn't get the impression that he'll be looking for a cease fire resolution. For Segall, who's always had a tendency of embracing either the angel or the demon with his music in the past, this direction let's him have the best of both.

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