For people who grew up during Reagan/Thatcher years, the album’s retro-sounding samples may also dislodge memories of “School House Rock,” nascent hip-hop and just about every Uzi-emptying action series from ’80s prime-time TV. The nostalgia hits you indirectly: Northern Soul trumpet lines echo “The A-Team” theme song, Bollywood strings masquerade as Moog chords and schoolyard chants strut like an early Salt-n-Pepa demo. All of this commotion is propelled by the clang of lo-fi guitar and drums being pummeled to splinters.
TG!T are certainly not the first to create a coherent musical language with such a large vocabulary; artists like The Avalanches and Beck have successfully cross-pollinated for years. What’s exceptional about “Thunder, Lightning Strike” is how every kitchen-sink track comes off chaotic, yet comforting, even strangely familiar, like garbled radio frequencies picked up by an orbiting astronaut.
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