There are quite a few sides to the fuzz-loving, lo-fi, garage-raging, stuck-in-an-echo-chamber Ty Segall, who hails from California and packs enough surfy reverb to sound like it too. He’s released several solo records and seemingly countless splits and EPs with as many bands, several of which are unabashedly thrashy, with influences like Television,the Stooges and the Standells. Most recently, he played with psychedelia and George Harrison-inspired plucks on his mini-album, Hair, a collaboration with the ’60s-loving Los Angeles outfit White Fence. Don’t worry, this doesn’t mean he’s gone soft: I’ve previewed his upcoming June release as Ty Segall Band (the gentleman is prolific) and it’s full-force, blow-your-windows-out loud and so crunchy you’ll break your teeth and your ears. Segall is touring with White Fence but performing separately — the night will begin with the latter’s trippy reverb head-trips and end with Segall’s trippy reverb head-bangs. If that all just sounds like a headache, remember: No pain, no gain.