Feeling, story-telling, ranging music-making by Tara Clerkin, Sunny-Joe Paradisos and Patrick Benjamin from Bristol, where they’ve been collaborating for around a decade.
Thumbs up from The Wire: ‘Drifting from dubby minimalism to smudged acid jazz, Tara’s stark and tuneful voice acts as the vehicle for her concise poetic lyricism. The group coalesce disparate influences into a cohesive sound, reflecting a romantic view of a familiar world.’
Check it out.

Led by guitarist Dekula Kahanga, veteran of the legendary Tanzanian dance band Orchestra Maquis Original; also featuring Congolese singer Gaby and musicians from Kenya, Uganda, Senegal and Sweden.
Hypnotic, infectious, graceful soukous; newly recorded, channelling thousands of rollickingly good nights out. (The band plays monthly at the not so glamorous club Lilla Wien in Stockholm.)

‘A re-imagining.’

Deep, hypnotic high-life — fused with traditional Ahyewa rhythms — in six sections each side, recorded in 1975 at Ghana Films Studio for the Kumasi-based Ofo Bros label, by this legendary veteran of the Star De Republic and K. Gyasy bands.

From 1976, the first of the two albums by the Asocial Associates, led by Philippe Doray of Rotomagus.
‘Psychedelic pop, voodoo rock, wrong krautrock, woozy swing… bringing to mind as much Hendrix as Areski, Ash Ra Tempel as Berrocal. No wonder that Nurse With Wound lists Philippe Doray between the Doo-Dooettes and Jean Dubuffet. One of the best albums of experimental song ever recorded.’

‘Returns to original composition and the blues… with a freshness and authority that nostalgic retreads cannot deliver… Three songs (Odds Against Tomorrow, The Writhing Jar, Already Old) are multi-tracked, an innovation that, for guitar buffs familiar with Orcutt’s stripped-down vernacular, jumps out of the grooves like a Les Paul sound-on-sound excursion in 1948, or a Jandek blues rave-up in 1987. Specifically evoking John Lee Hooker’s double-track experiments on 1952’s Walking the Boogie, the steady chord vamps of Odds Against Tomorrow and Already Old form a harmonic turf on which Orcutt solos with lyrical abandon. The Writhing Jar’s crashing overdubs recall the brassy six-string voicings of This Heat or Illitch. With the exception of the unreconstructed Elmore James-isms of Stray Dog’ and the Layla-finale-like haze of All Your Buried Corpses Begin To Speak, the remaining non-overdubbed tracks dovetail snugly with Orcutt’s previous solo output, reeling gently in a Mazzacane-oid mode or vibing up the standards (Moon River)...  Odds Against Tomorrow challenges contemporary solo guitar practice in a way that simultaneously nullifies hazy dreams of folk purity and establishes a new high-water mark for blues-rock reconstruction” (Tom Carter).

The first release of this ORTF recording before an audience at studio 104, Maison de la Radio, Paris.
A crack quartet, with Danny Mixon on keys (who played in this period with Grant Green and Mingus), Greg Bandy on drums (Yusef Lateef, Joe Henderson) and bassist Calvin Hill (who features on McCoy Tyner’s Sahara). All three were graduates of Betty Carter’s notoriously well-picked, exacting set-up.
Wonderful, core Sanders repertoire, too: Love Is Here and The Creator Has A Masterplan… Trane’s I Want To Talk About You… and a firing version of Love Is Everywhere, which raises the roof.
Properly licensed; sleeved in a classic tip-on gatefold, with notes and pictures; mastered from the original master tapes.

Ace 1978 set voiced at King Tubby’s and mixed by Prince Jammy, with Trinity’s younger brother Clint deejaying over tough Aggrovators rhythms like African Roots and Stars, including an excursion on Black Uhuru’s Eden Out There.

Another reaching, cosmic, old-to-the-new foray by saxophonist and multi-instrumentalist Daniel Carter, pianist Leo Genovese, bassist William Parker (also playing gralla and shakuhachi here), and drummer and vocalist Francisco Mela (singing snatches of traditional Cuban music).

The key recordings of the greatest southern soul singer of all time.
Her debut album reissued at last, as a deluxe HIQLP. The CD comes in a Japanese-style, rigid-card sleeve.
Utterly unmissable.