Exactly the album you'd expect to find if you plotted the line backwards through Ty Segall's career.
His first real band's first real album, all frantic garagey punk, Segall yelping, guitars chugging, with that rolling 60's organ giving an extra retro spike. Every song's got its mission of self-destruction, throttling at you for a minute or two and out 3.5/5
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