By Steve Weinstein
By Bryan Bierman
By Lindsey Rhoades
By Chaz Kangas
By Ben Westhoff and Sarah Purkrabek
By Jena Ardell
By Jesse Sendejas Jr.
By Katherine Turman
Adam Lane's Full Throttle Orchestra Ashcan Rantings | Clean Feed Like Mingus, Lane plays a mean bass, composes pieces that encapsulate the entire jazz tradition and then some, and runs a band that sounds even bigger than it is. His new group dispenses with guitar to deploy seven horns, doubling up on trumpet and trombone for cozy warmth as well as freewheeling action. Yet below all that brass, the bass dominates the tone and pulse, holding the power back so it's more implied than felt, except when the throttle opens. A
William Parker I Plan to Stay a Believer | AUM Fidelity Long awaited. Parker unveiled his inside take on Curtis Mayfield's political thoughts in 2001 and has shopped it around ever since, finally collecting slices from six concerts up through 2008 onto two discs. Leena Conquest sings, Amiri Baraka waxes eloquent, ad hoc choirs come and go, and the groove picks up some swing and a bunch of horns. "This Is My Country" could shut down a tea party, or launch another. A
Angles Epileptical West | Clean Feed Leader/alto-saxophonist Martin Küchen's other group is Exploding Customer. Trumpeter Magnus Broo's main group is Atomic. There seem to be scads of young Scandinavians who cut their teeth in rock bands, then switched to jazz when they found they could play wilder, and maybe even louder. A sextet, with trombone for extra dirt and vibes for extra sparkle, live and loose in Coimbra. A
Tommy Babin's Benzene Your Body Is Your Prison | Drip Audio Although the hype sheet suggests "improv/space rock," this is more dense than spacey, and doesn't rock so much as bring the noize. The bassist-leader introduces two Chads, his star MacQuarrie on guitar, and Makela beefing up the bottom on bari sax. The group name and title suggest art/music that's toxic and inflammable, and maybe we're too far gone not to indulge it. A MINUS
The Nels Cline Singers Initiate | Cryptogramophone No vocals, just a guitar trio that's been around a while, took a backseat while Cline pursued other projects (including a day job with Wilco), then decided they had something to prove. Two discs, a brainy one cut in the studio with lots of ideas and a few guests, and a brawny one recorded live that sounds like Cline learned something playing arenas, and that he's delighted not to be backing a vocalist. A MINUS
Anat Cohen Clarinetwork: Live at the Village Vanguard | Anzic A couple of songs beg comparison to Barney Bigard and don't flinch, and her "Body and Soul" is worthy of Gary Giddins's mixtape. It helps that the Peter Washington–Lewis Nash rhythm section is the best that mainstream has to offer, and that pianist Benny Green keeps pace. Helps even more that she answers any reservations I had about her poll-winning clarinet work. A MINUS
Freddy Cole Freddy Cole Sings Mr. B | HighNote Mr. B is '40s crooner Billy Eckstine, whose rich baritone and studly swagger have left him irretrievably passé. No such problem for Cole, whose soft touch pries these gems loose as surely as Houston Person's tenor sax shines them up. A MINUS
Bill Frisell Beautiful Dreamers | Savoy Jazz The Norman Rockwell of jazz guitarists, growing ever more comfortable framing his string-toned Americana, with Eyvind Kang's viola for flair and Rudy Royston's drums for emphasis. The signposts are as familiar as "Beautiful Dreamer" and "Goin' Out of My Head." The originals cast unexpected highlights. A MINUS
Fred Hersch Trio Whirl | Palmetto Returning from a two-month coma: They say near-death focuses the mind, but so does working with a superior bass-drums combo—John Hébert and Eric McPherson—and focusing on your own legacy instead of cranking out another songbook tribute. If he sounds like his idol, Bill Evans, he isn't bouncing back. He's just being true. A MINUS
Oleg Kireyev/Keith Javors Rhyme & Reason | Inarhyme A Russian saxophonist from deep in the Urals, Kireyev worked his way through Poland to the U.S., where he studied under Bud Shank. His recent Mandala tapped into diverse streams of world fusion, but here he teams up with pianist Javors for an album of insouciant mainstream, fresh enough to do his late mentor proud. A MINUS
Myra Melford's Be Bread The Whole Tree Gone | Firehouse 12 She's a dazzling piano player when she takes charge, but mostly she holds back, letting Brandon Ross's guitar, Ben Goldberg's clarinet, and Cuong Vu's trumpet shape and color her seductive compositions. When she does cut loose, the whole band lifts up. A MINUS
Sounds of Liberation Sounds of Liberation  | Porter Before the dark age of conservatism descended upon us, before Reagan, just before Watergate, this is what the future that might have been sounded like: funky conga rhythms sprinkled with sparkling Khan Jamal vibes, topped with Byard Lancaster's avant-sax all but screaming freedom, justice, good times. A MINUS
The Stryker/Slagle Band Keeper | Panorama Dave Stryker's fleet guitar changes, warmed up with Steve Slagle's blues-inflected alto sax, with dependable bassist Jay Anderson and redoubtable drummer Victor Lewis keeping time: Postbop journeymen pull a minor masterpiece out of decades of earnest toil. A MINUS
Henry Threadgill Zooid This Brings Us To: Volume II | Pi More of last year's hit, and better, I'd say: The flute never flails against the tense, jagged rhythms, and contrasts neatly with tuba or trombone, while guitarist Liberty Ellman spins ever more elaborate lines. A MINUS
Vandermark 5 Annular Gift | Not Two With Fred Lonberg-Holm's cello and electronics broadening the palette—including what sounds like a more refined return to Jeb Bishop's guitar—the band returns to Alchemia in Krakow, and whips out a furious set that stands proudly alongside the Alchemia box. A MINUS
3ology With Ron Miles | Tapestry This Colorado sax trio remains intimate enough to merit the introspective moniker, as Miles's cornet fits in and draws them out.
Allison Miller Boom Tic Boom | Foxhaven Drummer-led trio, an even better showcase for Myra Melford's piano than her own album.
James Blood Ulmer In and Out | In+Out As his grizzled vocals sink deeper into the blues, his harmolodic guitar skitters beyond.
Vijay Iyer Solo | ACT Can the best jazz pianist of the last decade do a solo album? Sure, easy.
Bryan and the Haggards Pretend It's the End of the World Merle's melodies run through the mill, from Bird to Ornette to Ayler.
Nik Bärtsch's Ronin Llyria | ECM Precision Swiss movement, more dazzling at high speed than when they settle for ambience.
Ralph Alessi Cognitive Dissonance | CAM Jazz Everyone's favorite sideman brings his trumpet out front, outshining even pianist Jason Moran.
Rova & the Nels Cline Singers The Celestial Septet | New World Sax quartet and guitar trio, a perfectly matched band, but sometimes they cancel out each other's idiosyncrasies.
David Murray Black Saint Quartet Live in Berlin | Jazzwerkstatt The piano and bass slots aren't much, but muscular bass clarinet and monster sax prevail.
James Moody 4B | IPO Finely aged standards, no rough edges, no flute—just tenor sax framed for posterity, or a romantic dinner.
Erica Lindsay/Sumi Tonooka Initiation | ARC Unheralded stars team up: Spare, Coltrane-ish sax thrashes a bit with rich, loquacious piano.
Paul Motian/Chris Potter/ Jason Moran Lost in a Dream | ECM Enigmatic drummer sets two stars adrift, trying to make sense of nothing.
Peter Brötzmann Chicago Tentet + 1 3 Nights in Oslo | Smalltown Superjazz Five discs, two with the large band in full fury, three cleaving off subsets deconstructing the mischief.
Evan Parker/Barry Guy/Paul Lytton + Peter Evans Scenes in the House of Music | Clean Feed Trumpet enfant terrible can't rattle the old guys of the Anglo avant-garde.
William Parker At Somewhere There | Barnyard Long bass solo, mild and creamy as those things go, followed by experiments on dousn'gouni and double flute.
Roscoe Mitchell and the Note Factory Far Side | ECM A double quartet clash: two drummers, two bassists, two thrashing pianos, trumpet sparks to ignite the leader's sax.
Nels Cline Dirty Baby | Cryptogramophone An art box of Ed Ruscha paintings, bracketed by a guitar tour de force on one disc, meaty scraps on another.
Gia Notte Shades | Gnote Tasty standards from Ellington, Weill, and the usual suspects, saxed up by Don Braden.
David Weiss & Point of Departure Snuck In | Sunnyside Twenty-first-century Jazz Messengers, with horns sparring, guitar slinking, and nothing as obvious as hard bop.
Nils Petter Molvaer Hamada | Thirsty Ear Two bass-and-drums eruptions break the Arctic chill of trumpet and electronic ambience.
Rudresh Mahanthappa & Bunky Green Apex | Pi Ever the chameleon, he could pass for Green's old partner, Sonny Stitt, at the bebop joust.
Mort Weiss Raising the Bar | SMS Jazz Small businessman, picked up the clarinet at 65, plays solo on well-worn covers, gets by on charm.
Jason Robinson and Anthony Davis Cerulean Landscapes | Clean Feed Sax-piano duets, limited palette, fancy abstractions. B
Puttin' on the Ritz White Light/White Heat | Hot Cup Sometimes, when they try to kill, they only maim themselves. C PLUS