Chrome

In the spring of 2025, right around the release of Possession, Ty Segall started hearing voices, calmly at first, but soon screaming: “Get the band back together!!!” Immediately, his mind began working, creating, collecting and collating riffs for songs, an album that he and the band—Ben Boye, Evan Burrows, Mikal Cronin & Emmett Kelly—will come to all call Chrome.

Chrome—the element, not the album  —is shiny, reflective, resistant to corrosion. Chrome the album’s got that too: in hard-springing rock strung with lyrically allusive passages moving furtive and bleak through labyrinthine paths in the darkness. Joining social phenomena and autobiographical dream imagery in song-sequenced, head-snapping flashes, hitting left/right hemispheres fast and furiously. In massive riffs and thudding power in the rhythm core, twin-guitar attack and parry, tightly arrayed lines of fuzz distortion, keyboard textures of bright and thickness. All mixed immediate and flexible, colorful and clean, spicy-sweet, with Ty’s vocals of vinegar and sand, wine and grains of silver nitrate, pointing the way. That’s Chrome.

The band came together fast and hard, their five heads writing half the songs here, with others featuring Ty and Evan collabing, Matt Yoka and Denée Segall writing some too. Accounting, we believe, for its high-performing social nature and hot rocks. Its guitars slammed immaculate, big waves & dark apocolypto energy bonfires on the beach, from proto to punk to grunch, projected from the crowd-sourced energy of their mind-meld to shake the cages of the larger collective beyond.