White Fence

Been quite a few years since White Fence was on deck with a new album around here (2019 to be exact) but Tim Presley comes soaring back into frame, a psych-pop star that never dims. The new record finds Ty Segall behind the boards once more, resuming the pose he began on For The Recently Found Innocent and kept thriving on the pair’s duo outing from 2018. Ty swaps in and out of drum duty with Fence regular Dylan Hadley, but the new name on the marquee is Alice Sandahl (Intelligence) who layers in a quiver of keys to the mix. Roster aside, this is one of the strongest outings from Presley in quite some time, a pristine pop confection that pulls from the past pearls of wobble-pop and threads them through the silk shadows of ‘80s Paisley and Kiwi ‘90s strums.

Presley and Segall have pushed the sound bigger than ever, cracking into view with heat warped wonders like “Your Eyes,” a slight nod back to the classic silhouette, but also toughening the riff racket into CMJ past glazers like “Unread Books,” “Blind Your Sun,” and “Evaporating Love.” The shift finds Presley still exploring the bounds of jangle, but with his exit from the eiderdown, there’s less of the Barrett / Ayers shudders that have often draped a more nostalgic curtain over the Fence. It’s a less precious vision of what Presley’s done under the name. Tim’s turned the dial on psych from thick plumes with Darker My Love to wiry winks with Drinks, but here he’s found a fertile ground that feels comfortable in it’s evolution. The crushed velvet may have been stored, but on Orange, White Fence crimps pop into a heavier headiness with the deft hand and open ears.

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