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Double LP version. "Ty Segall follows 2022's acoustic introspection opus Hello, Hi with a deeper, wilder journey to the center of the self. With Three Bells, he's created a set of his most ambitious, elastic songs, using his musical vocabulary with ever-increasing sophistication. It's an obsessive quest for an expression that answers back to the riptide always pulling him subconsciously into the depths. It's a growing up and out of your head parable, but the farther out you get, the farther in you go. Since Ty deals in sounds, Three Bells rings with them most of all: sounds signaling the next phase, ringing to keep you stuck, or to set you free, with guitars like voices, questioning and answering the others in their turn. Since 2008, the singer/guitarist/puzzled panther has played out his hunger to be free over a dozen solo LPs and a series of other-named projects. In his music, freedom has taken the form of a rippling eclecticism in songs and production sounds, all of them conversing from album to album in a mad diversity of voices. With all fifteen songs brimming with perspectives, shape-shifting incessantly, not even waiting for a new song to work into the next idea, Three Bells steps into the shoes of both his previous doubles at the same time, designing finally to do the extended format justice. Three Bells kind of goes beyond songs. The fifteen of them work together as a mosaic, creating the larger work at the same time as they stand on their own. Composing the album as a piece, Ty formed certain chord shapes over and over again, making thematic material that each song moves through in its own way, building a claustrophobic/paranoia vibe, cycling bold thrusts forward into ego deaths, the one-step-forward, two-steps-back patterns framing an overriding ask: what we can do to get past the back-and-forth conversation, to arrive at a place of acceptance. Three Bells takes Ty Segall's trips so much deeper and farther than they've gone before -- a masterpiece of personal expression, expressed through words, music and production, parabolically addressing malaise with compassion in a flowing, unstoppable hour-plus of intoxicating sound."
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Cassette version. "Ty Segall follows 2022's acoustic introspection opus Hello, Hi with a deeper, wilder journey to the center of the self. With Three Bells, he's created a set of his most ambitious, elastic songs, using his musical vocabulary with ever-increasing sophistication. It's an obsessive quest for an expression that answers back to the riptide always pulling him subconsciously into the depths. It's a growing up and out of your head parable, but the farther out you get, the farther in you go. Since Ty deals in sounds, Three Bells rings with them most of all: sounds signaling the next phase, ringing to keep you stuck, or to set you free, with guitars like voices, questioning and answering the others in their turn. Since 2008, the singer/guitarist/puzzled panther has played out his hunger to be free over a dozen solo LPs and a series of other-named projects. In his music, freedom has taken the form of a rippling eclecticism in songs and production sounds, all of them conversing from album to album in a mad diversity of voices. With all fifteen songs brimming with perspectives, shape-shifting incessantly, not even waiting for a new song to work into the next idea, Three Bells steps into the shoes of both his previous doubles at the same time, designing finally to do the extended format justice. Three Bells kind of goes beyond songs. The fifteen of them work together as a mosaic, creating the larger work at the same time as they stand on their own. Composing the album as a piece, Ty formed certain chord shapes over and over again, making thematic material that each song moves through in its own way, building a claustrophobic/paranoia vibe, cycling bold thrusts forward into ego deaths, the one-step-forward, two-steps-back patterns framing an overriding ask: what we can do to get past the back-and-forth conversation, to arrive at a place of acceptance. Three Bells takes Ty Segall's trips so much deeper and farther than they've gone before -- a masterpiece of personal expression, expressed through words, music and production, parabolically addressing malaise with compassion in a flowing, unstoppable hour-plus of intoxicating sound."
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"Ty Segall follows 2022's acoustic introspection opus Hello, Hi with a deeper, wilder journey to the center of the self. With Three Bells, he's created a set of his most ambitious, elastic songs, using his musical vocabulary with ever-increasing sophistication. It's an obsessive quest for an expression that answers back to the riptide always pulling him subconsciously into the depths. It's a growing up and out of your head parable, but the farther out you get, the farther in you go. Since Ty deals in sounds, Three Bells rings with them most of all: sounds signaling the next phase, ringing to keep you stuck, or to set you free, with guitars like voices, questioning and answering the others in their turn. Since 2008, the singer/guitarist/puzzled panther has played out his hunger to be free over a dozen solo LPs and a series of other-named projects. In his music, freedom has taken the form of a rippling eclecticism in songs and production sounds, all of them conversing from album to album in a mad diversity of voices. With all fifteen songs brimming with perspectives, shape-shifting incessantly, not even waiting for a new song to work into the next idea, Three Bells steps into the shoes of both his previous doubles at the same time, designing finally to do the extended format justice. Three Bells kind of goes beyond songs. The fifteen of them work together as a mosaic, creating the larger work at the same time as they stand on their own. Composing the album as a piece, Ty formed certain chord shapes over and over again, making thematic material that each song moves through in its own way, building a claustrophobic/paranoia vibe, cycling bold thrusts forward into ego deaths, the one-step-forward, two-steps-back patterns framing an overriding ask: what we can do to get past the back-and-forth conversation, to arrive at a place of acceptance. Three Bells takes Ty Segall's trips so much deeper and farther than they've gone before -- a masterpiece of personal expression, expressed through words, music and production, parabolically addressing malaise with compassion in a flowing, unstoppable hour-plus of intoxicating sound."
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2021 repress. "Received a 7.5 rating from Pitchfork. San Francisco psych wunderkind Ty Segall continues a tireless musical assault on ears and minds with his third album, Melted. Segall says it sounds like 'cherry cola, Sno-Cones and taffy.' Indeed! Over the past two years he's released records more often than most people do laundry, but somehow there is still a heap of anticipation for this new album on Goner packed full of truly psychedelic pop songs with great vocals and exciting arrangements. On the heels of two critically acclaimed solo albums, Segall holed up in a basement studio in late 2009 to begin recording Melted. Friends occasionally dropped by to hang out and help--including Mike Donovan (Sic Alps), John Dwyer (Thee Oh-Sees) and Eric Bauer (Crack W.A.R.). The result is a carefree yet precise balance of acoustic and electric elements. Distorted echo and thunder mix together with enough clean guitar lines and addictive choruses to deliver an album that recalls the '60s without sounding like anything created during that decade. Time melts away, vision melts away, minds melt away. Get Melted!"
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2021 repress. 2009 release. "Burying '60s sing-alongs and dance crazes beneath waves of reverb and giddy thud, Ty Segall has carved out his own shelf in the San Francisco neo-psych garage alongside local compatriots and collaborators Sic Alps and Thee Oh Sees. After shattering the Bay Area underground as a frantic one-man band that was devoured by the local press, Segall has now given up the solo act for a three-piece group that destroys sonic and melodic boundaries with manic glee. This new live setup is a better reflection of his studio work. As an exploration of the space between Cro-Magnon fuzz and atmospheric acoustic psych, Lemons is the natural next step after his celebrated self-titled 2008 debut on Castle Face." "Look out Jay Reatard, this Bay Area one-man band has even scuzzier static in his garage." --SPIN
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2021 repress. 2018 release. "Take a tour through Ty Segall's musical psyche with his new solo album, Fudge Sandwich, a collection of Segall's take on eleven songs that were originally done by other people. These aren't just cover versions. Cover versions happen at weddings and high school band battles. The songs here are what happens when someone loves a song so much, they need to get inside it and let it propagate and transform into what it would have been if they had actually written it. Equal parts reverence and reimagination, this album shows Segall inhabiting the world of a song's intent, filtering it through the muse that drove this year's exceptional Freedom's Goblin. Cluttered, passionate and inspired, the songs are barely recognizable, irresistible and by album's end, present a cohesive collection that stands proudly alongside the best of Segall's considerable output."
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"The Ty Rex corner of Ty Segall's oeuvre represents the nom-de-rock behind which the artist puts his spin on favored Tyrannosaurus Rex and T. Rex compositions. With previous releases now dwelling in out-of-print nether-regions, the album compiles the six-song Ty Rex EP (a.k.a. Ty Rex I, originally released by Goner as a limited edition 12-inch for Record Store Day 2011) and the two-song Ty Rex II 7-inch (RSD 2013). As if this wasn't enough of a corrective gesture, Ty Rex is expanded to include a previously-unreleased cover as a bonus -- but first... For those who missed out on this nook of Segall's rapidly-growing footprint across the rock landscape, here is a cursory rundown: The compilation showcases a nice balance between T. Rex's '67-70 psych-folk incarnation under the name Tyrannosaurus Rex and the better-known pioneering and perfecting of glam-rock that defined the initial '71-73 era under the shortened T. Rex moniker. Kicking things off is the thick, woozily rocking interpretation of 'Fist Heart Mighty Dawn Dart,' one of two covers pulled from Tyrannosaurus Rex's fourth and best album, 1970's A Beard of Stars. Segall then double-dips into the consummate T. Rex (and for that matter, the entire glam-rock movement) achievement, The Slider, with a rendition of 'Buick MacKane' followed by an excellent dirtying-up of the title track."
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"You thought Manipulator was the money album of the year? Think... AGAIN! 2014 ain't done yet, and Singles 2 is here. And this time, it's for the money. Two times! As all of the ears that have heard what Ty 's been putting out for the past five-ish years already know in their tiny l'il ear-brains, our kid's got any number of places that he's coming from, and putting them all into his rock and roll music is what he's all about! Which is cool. Singles 2 sweeps out the ashes of the breakneck days (and nights!!!!) of 2011-2013, and burns down the house all over again in the process -- but not by accident. Sorry... Singles 2 slinks low and flat-out sprints behind the scenes of the Goodbye Bread -- Twins -- Sleeper trilogy (no it isn't!), collecting all the now-out-of-print sides that totally work amazingly well together when placed back-to-back-to-back as an album."
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2023 repress. Gatefold double LP version. "The Segall has landed. And it's fully loaded, with everything that Ty Segall (and you and me) are gonna need in the world to come. Heads up! It's coming down fast. Soursweet declarations featuring freaks and creeps alike: 'The Singer,' 'The Faker,' 'Mister Main,' 'Susie Thumb,' the 'Connection Man,' and 'The Crawler,' to name but a mutant fistful. To see these peeps, to realize their dreams and visions, Ty kept working, kept writing, laying down more tracks than ever. New musical expressions pop and surprise relentlessly throughout all the knockout tunes of Manipulator with many sounds in the mix ? but most of all, SO many guitars! So many. And different kinds of strings ? the strangled-neck solo of 'The Singer,' recalling the good old days down by the river with Neil. Numbed and- unplugged discursions spiraling away from the funk on 'Mister Main.' Three-quarter quartets raising their din in a few key places. Waves of sparkling acoustics with ominous, Love-ly undertones ? and then, torrents of filthy git-grunge, exploding into the chorus, washing everything away, fusing the blackness of Sabbath with the grime and grab-ass of the Stooges and the sweet swinging tones of the Stones. All in the name of getting higher on the music. Why have one guitar solo when you can have a few in the same space? There's so little time, and a lot to say."
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"The Segall has landed. And it's fully loaded, with everything that Ty Segall (and you and me) are gonna need in the world to come. Heads up! It's coming down fast. Soursweet declarations featuring freaks and creeps alike: 'The Singer,' 'The Faker,' 'Mister Main,' 'Susie Thumb,' the 'Connection Man,' and 'The Crawler,' to name but a mutant fistful. To see these peeps, to realize their dreams and visions, Ty kept working, kept writing, laying down more tracks than ever. New musical expressions pop and surprise relentlessly throughout all the knockout tunes of Manipulator with many sounds in the mix ? but most of all, SO many guitars! So many. And different kinds of strings ? the strangled-neck solo of 'The Singer,' recalling the good old days down by the river with Neil. Numbed and- unplugged discursions spiraling away from the funk on 'Mister Main.' Three-quarter quartets raising their din in a few key places. Waves of sparkling acoustics with ominous, Love-ly undertones ? and then, torrents of filthy git-grunge, exploding into the chorus, washing everything away, fusing the blackness of Sabbath with the grime and grab-ass of the Stooges and the sweet swinging tones of the Stones. All in the name of getting higher on the music. Why have one guitar solo when you can have a few in the same space? There's so little time, and a lot to say."
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"Ty Segall strikes back! His first new record since Sleeper is a 7-inch single that comes busting out the gate with a whiplash tempo, with headbanging licks building up out of a hard-strummed acoustic riff. With lots of room for solos and cosmic lyrics like 'feed the freaks in the skies, let them live in each other's eyes,' 'Feel' is a fist-pumping roller-coaster ride through the fun house that will leave you grinning with rad-itude."
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"A plan quickly evolved: before he checked out of his SF Mission digs and headed down the coast for a new way of life (big changes, yuh?), Ty fired up the machines, hit play and wrung a last helping of blood from his rock, creating a new set of songs to translate his mind-current. Between two minds, between two places, beyond Twins, Sleeper envisions a world of haves and have-nots, but the currency that separates them is psychic. Class is determined by where your head goes -- and Ty puffs the pied pipe, leading you back to what you forgot you knew. Sleeper is Ty-fi, for sure, but it's not that different from this world we live in. It's a hard-knock existenz, but there's plenty tenderness to try, and the trip is crafted especially to fit in your ears and sail down the canals deep into your skull. The acoustics expand upon contact, creating new shapes for you to fill inside yourself over the full-length of a true album-length entertainment. With Sleeper, Ty Segall explores your mind, coming through his own head to slip inside with thought sharing. Ty engineered this one from beginning to end, and his ultimate sonics were accessed with a freaky hand and an instinct for what makes something perfect. Sleeper flows more colors than ever before through your mind's eye, pushing the walls of the universe out just a micron further, making everything heavier and lighter all at once, to allow for one moment that will live forever."
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"The second single from Ty's titanic t'ird album of twot'ousand- twelve, Twins (what? Don't hate alliteration, kids -- or it's your assonance!). It's a candy-coated 'American Bandstand' type moment that is sure to guarantee lots of twisting in the more germane parts of the pit at an average show on a regular night when Ty burns your freakin' town down. The song never quits, bouncing along at a medium high degree of tempo that is only enhanced by revolving at 45 rpm. The flipside of the record, 'For Those Who Weep,' is a non-LP moment dressing an old familiar scrap of melody in a messianic tunic, as Ty recalls being compelled from beyond himself to 'make sounds' and participate in the spirit-world of music, which is 'collectively free,' uniting the people together. Woop, sounds like socialism, dude!"
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Limited yellow-colored cassette version.
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"How does time work anyway? Did you know that 2008 is as much yesterday as today is? 2008, that's when it began, when a sweaty young thing boiled up out of the mythical swamp of ooze n' groove. Ty Segall was just getting started, his rock was ordering itself into existence. Now it's four years later, a mereness in terms of expansion, and already, there's singles everywhere, comps, a live album, and five smashing studio albums paving the way for this modern superhighway you're gonna call Twins. The songs of Twins are haunted by ghosts, shadowed by the other that we'll never see, struggling to rise above. A fury of rock ensues: songs rigged to explode on a dime, fired from a cannon into the stratosphere. They fuse together into one multivarious projectile, a bullet from a gun marked yin and yang."
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"'The Hill' is the first single from Ty Segall's Twins, cracking the window of your future in October 2012 - and all futures beyond. 'Mother Lemonade' is a fun-ish, sunish flip-side anthem specific to this single, meant to be collected and cherished in your personal time-capsule. Do it now! And forever."
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"It ain't always clean. Not every time, man. Sometimes, hardly ever. Goodbye Bread is on its own level, but Ty Segall is an if-it-shines-it-shines kinda guy. And Spiders is more like downtown without the lights. The a-side creeps heavy and sounds like some Finnish funeral if it were a slow-jam on a dance floor littered with off-handed mutterings of the word 'gnarly' and everyone just a tad high but no one copping to it. Of course, that only adequately describes one of the A-side jams. Like a good friend, Spiders totally smacks both cheeks, what with being a double A-sided single and all. Per usual, the B-side -- or third spankmaster, as we're apt to call it -- is a through-the-ringer-cover (this time it's the Groundhogs) brought to new life through Ty-Fi Recording. Recorded just a few minutes ago (or months? who can tell?) with Sic Alps' Mike Donovan pushing the start and stop button on the tape machine, shit kills."
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"Ty Segall has his finger on it. A finger on it, digging into your vinyl, since 2008. But to get to the start, go back a little further, back to 2005 Laguna Beach -- a cell phone call from a friend who has something Ty would love to hear: live, distorted rock and roll from inside a Coachwhips practice space. Transduced through a satellite, no less. Hold up the phone. Yeah, it's 2005 and Ty's gonna move to SF. Get outta high school and move up there. Good thing too cause the Epsilons were rad but the Traditional Fools were a beer soaked painters cap drying in the sun, son. Until one day when Ty is the only Fool to show up to the show and it's one of those moments -- local history takes a turn and the world ain't gotta wait much more, now. Ty plays the show one-man-band style and goes home and plans the rest: the records you got, tunes in your head, the unpretentious display of rock wealth. The tours, the bands, the endless shows, the honorable way. Mikel Cronin, unicorn towel, Eric Bauer's recording world, more tours. Memphis magnet and home of beautiful SF -- a cheery City State of yoga and the push of Thee Oh Sees, fog and rain, two minutes in the Sic Alps, a snatch of 7"s, split 12"s, marathon recording, six shows in four days (two are free), student union and radio wavves are a scam but beaten, a sun shower of Sour Patch Kids, it's all about the Kids -- and Emily Rose, the drummer. So what do you get now? It's 2011. Ty is 23. So, do we get the comedown record? Yes and massive." -- Andrew Loog Oldham.
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