Ty Segall may only be 27, but he’s already sporting a catalog that eclipses musicians twice, hell, even three times his age. Despite this breakneck release schedule, Segall has, somehow, not yet faltered. But his projects can often feel like teasers, letting listeners in just enough before moving on to the next. So what happens when a man whose name seems bound to the word “prolific” goes the patient-musician route? Manipulator, out now via Drag City, is the product of an (unprecedented) 14 months of writing, resulting in a sprawling (for Ty) 17-track double LP. Like its stellar predecessors, Sleeper and Twins, Manipulator plays like a rocking, jangly, distorted, crunching ode to every nook and cranny of ’70s classic rock. It’s also slightly shinier and maybe a bit more hook-y than past Segall outings. Take “Feel,” a bonafide Segall-style stomper that pairs fuzzy, grinding guitars with that slightly snotty snarl and a handful of bird-like woos and woops. When Segall solos around the three-minute mark, and the requisite crescendo kicks up, you’ll be hard-pressed to stay seated. It’s the ideal payoff after almost a year’s worth of dead air from music’s hardest-working shredder.