One-man cottage industry Ty Segall has assumed so many different garage-rock guises over the years (from Stooges-style fury to glammy, T-Rex-esque ballads) that the blend had ultimately become his own. A strange, restlessly catchy album glazed with buzzing synthesisers and alien vocal effects, Emotional Mugger stitches together the fever-dream psychedelia of Syd Barrett-era Pink Floyd (“California Hills”) with warped humour reminiscent of early Frank Zappa (“Baby Big Man (I Want a Mommy)”) into a sound as alluring as it is unsettling.