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. Sticking his hand
deeper into the machines all around him, TY is reaching ever
further to the outer limits of inner space orbited throughout
TWINS and ER. And now more than ever, the chunks of the
world that came before are like asteroids formed in his image . .
. picking up speed . . . . Still fighting the power with all
the energy that a deter- mined mind-patriot can conjure, Ty s a
fighter who loves, a surfer, a spaceman, and yeah, a casualty
like you, he ll never be free. But unlike you, he knows it and
when he goes down and his head cracks in two, out pour the
multi-colored manias that make up MANIPULATOR. Sour-sweet
declarations fea- turing 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 musi- cal expressions pop
and surprise relentlessly throughout all the knockout tunes of
MANIP- ULATOR with many sounds in the mix but LP 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, Lovely undertones and then,
torrents of filthy git-grunge, exploding into the chorus, washing
everything away, fusing the black- ness 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 high- er 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. In order to ensure
that he got it all out, TY called a few friends to fill in
special parts on certain MANIPULATOR songs. He got great touches
from CHRIS WOODHOUSE (piano, synth & percussion), SEAN PAUL
PRESLEY (vocals), BRIT LAUREN MANOR (vocals), STEVE NUTTING
(drums), IRENE SALZER (violin), JESSICA IVRY (cello), MATTHIAS
MCENTIRE (viola) and the TY SEGALL band (MIKAL CRONIN, CHARLES
MOOTHEART, EM- ILY ROSE EPSTEIN). Plus, MIKAL arranged the
strings and everyone played awesomely. The clarion call/siren
song of his guitar....clouds of guitar billowing, blood rushing
to the head, the tempera- ture going from blue to red....TY s on
a mission, working to change chemistry through music with the
streamlined pop and helium-cooled vocals of MANIPULATOR. These
seventeen songs take many forms, as if TY is finally releasing
all the thoughts that have been holding him down, that made him
pick up the ax to begin with. By the end of MANIPULATOR, you ll
feel that he must have chased all the demons but it s a big
world, and MANIPULATOR has only be to fight.