San Francisco, California, Ty Segall. After playing with undergrounds act in his local area, he started doing his own stuff at about 2008 and, nearly 4 years since then, the suffix "band" was incorporated to his own name, and then we have Slaughterhouse, his latest effort. About his sound, some people call it Neo-psych Garage, but, heck, who needs labels? It's just (fuckin') damn good wild, bear and sweat-fueled Rock 'n' Roll. Of course this guy owes much to the late '60-early '70 people, but he's able to forge his own identity and put 21st century face to it without any trouble. Despite of the massive wall of fuzz (or better, behind it), there are catchy n' hooky melodies, which therefore makes this album perfect not only for headbanging or ragdoll-dancing, but also for whistling when you're taking the bus, doing housework or saving the world.
To summarize it, that's one of the nicest surprises I had this year. Not exactly a Shoegaze-related stuff, but I'm sure it's going to open a sweet smile as this album runs from your phones. ;)
get it! (new link from Mega)