Twins follows Goodbye Bread, Melted, Lemons and Ty Segall as the prime statements in Ty Segall's ongoing discography, dating back to 2008, Also not forgetting the In the Red records release 'Slaughterhouse' and Hair the album with White Fence.
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, The ball has fallen from the sky and landed as Twins, It's too hot to touch, but we can't help ourselves, We're gonna burn.
Seriously, this record will melt your face, All of Segall's usual psych-pop sensibilities are present but Twins adds the full-throttle, go-for-the-throat bombast that Ty delivers in the live setting, The fuzz riffs & bratty howl culminate with a feedback freakout that's clearly the only sensible way to end a workout of this magnitude.
