Ty Segall, precleared for flight in full rock congress with the band, shifts »Chrome« into songs of massive riffs, swung, tightly arrayed lines of fuzz and distortion, twin-guitar attack-and-parry, precise and thudding power, and a rhythmic core on the march in full-band energy. The songs are lyrically allusive trips, dark passages in the labyrinth, everything in the air bristling collectively as minds collide.