Melted sounds like garage rock pushed through a blown speaker until the distortion becomes part of the melody. Ty Segall fills the record with fuzz, handclaps, sharp hooks and vocals that seem to fight their way out of the noise. Songs such as “Finger,” “Girlfriend” and “Caesar” move with reckless energy, but beneath the damaged surfaces are carefully built pop songs and choruses that stay lodged in the mind. The album feels loose without being careless, balancing psychedelic color, punk impatience and the excitement of someone discovering how much sound can be packed into a few minutes. Melted is raw, catchy and joyfully overloaded, capturing Ty Segall at the moment his songwriting began expanding beyond the garage without leaving its dust behind.
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