Thundercat’s New Album Is A Balm For Troubled Times
Stephen Bruner, A.K.A. Thundercat, is sprawled on his stomach on a large bed in a hotel room in the Lower East Side, just like a cat. Khruangbin plays softly on speakers in the background, and a video game is paused on a TV mounted to the wall. A pair of brown fluffy cat ears lay on the nightstand. It’s mid-February, and…
