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Review: Thundercat "Apocalypse"

The grooves are as strong as ever, the stylistic diversity is just as nonchalant, and the dazzling chops are still inspiring, but Thundercat’s sophomore album is a giant leap forward in terms of production and vocals.
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The grooves are as strong as ever, the stylistic diversity is just as nonchalant, and the dazzling chops are still inspiring, but Thundercat’s sophomore album is a giant leap forward in terms of production and vocals. This 6-string monster’s signature tonal palette, which includes “outside” harmonies, silliness, and deeply heartfelt emotion, just got a couple steps closer to being widely appreciated.

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