Hello, Hi

Tossing down straight acoustic shots with electric guitar back, Hello, Hi rides through the valley of yer ol' Canyon legends, finding an isolated place to unspool Ty Segall's copious reserves of nervous energy beneath an open sky.

Swarms of harmony vocals caper among the clouds, but there's a rider on the horizon behind, with crossbow trained on his very own heart - the engine driving all the relationships of life, whether down Broadway or over the cliffs at night! Whatever doesn't get killed is getting stronger all the time.

A lean, mean deal, baked in saltwater and sunlight, compassion pouring out its beautiful blue eyes. Radiating from the same mind fields as Goodbye Bread and Sleeper, mixed with shard edges of contrast and contradiction from things like Freedom’s Goblin, Manipulator, and First Taste, Hello, Hi is Ty's most relaxed and complete production to date, an ebb-and-flow fusion of words and music offering abstraction and acceptance as it wrestles itself through a fucked-up time.

Your life and what you make of it — throughout Hello, Hi, Ty Segall charts a passage through its enduring tangles honestly, with clarity and confusion.