Ty Segall is a rock God and he doesn’t even know it. Well, he might know it. Two songs in, and he commanded security to let the crowd do whatever they wanted. To prove his seriousness, when security attempted to yank a crowd surfer out of the masses, Segall stopped mid-song and yelled at the guard to get off the barrier. Even with this new-found freedom, the crowd was relatively tame. If anyone else was like me, they were utterly mesmerized by Ty Segall and The Manipulators immense talent and non-stop energy. Brought out and introduced by a man dressed head-to-toe like an authentic cowboy, he proceeded to hang around and play keyboard for the first song, with the eclectic band of talent. Playing with the likes of Mikal Cronin, Ty Segall makes his way around the music scene, hopping in and out of different bands, and collaborating with great musicians. It’s apparent that he lives and breathes music, and he clearly fed off the energy of the crowd, unable to take security forcing everyone to stand still.
Manipulator was by far one, if not, the best album of the summer. For the young Segall, this is his seventh studio album, but is took the longest to complete. He wanted more with this album, as I heard him talk about on WTF with Marc Maron, and it shows. The highlights of the show were the energetic monster songs off the new album. When he went into Feel, mid-set, which he just destroyed, as he did on Conan, you could see him moving into a different more confident direction. Each song saw the band jam together, in long tangents that mesmerized.
To end this review with an awful pun – Segall sure “manipulated” us into loving his brilliant show at the Danforth. Cue the boos for that one, but not for Segall.
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Review by Lauren Morocco (