Never change, Ty.
There's no really innovation here. It's blistering, thundering guitars, shaped into the kind of 10-ton hooks that Ty Segall makes in his sleep, spiked with some real choice electronic noisefuckery, paced for effortless neverstopbobbingyourheadheartbeatsfasterfaster.
25 minutes of good, hard, overblown fun, and if I hadn't heard something so similar 10 times in the last 10 years from Segall and friends (see esp Fuzz, Meatbodies) it might be my album of the year. Still, I could listen to an infinite number of albums like this. Just might get my wish 4/5
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