
Steeped in fuzz and violence, Slaughterhouse is the most succinct, cohesive offering to date by the incredibly prolific Segall. On Slaughterhouse, the recorded debut of Segall’s touring band, he leads listeners down a narrow alley at knifepoint. The onus is on the listener to take or leave what is offered, as Segall leaves precious little room for interpretation of lyrics that are rendered unintelligible beneath all the reverb and distortion.

This time out Segall’s mandate is to scorch everything in the vicinity. This time out, Segall is not so diplomatic. Marked by a meandering looseness, it invited listeners in for a leisurely stroll to see the sights and hear the sounds and feel the feelings.


On Ty Segall‘s first major outing of 2012, Hair, his collaboration with White Fence, he opened the door to a hall of mirrors, replete with trick walls and trap doors.
