Slipped Discs

Aimee Wilson - Unto Us the Sun

Stoic harps, nomadic pianos and rumbling tympanis weave tentative sentiments around weathered memories; the dappled, magical, “Sun,” circles and skirts elaborate madrigals, emergent dirges and Saxon ballads exploring flaxen passages beneath macramé mazes. Dramatic chamber-jazz tactics open brooding moods as spiritual pilgrim Wilson surrenders to indigenous mysteries spun from elusive truths hiding intangible challenges for hypnotic frolics and discerning journeys.

Teni - Afrodisiac

Afro-Cuban fusions dipped in seductive percussion, midnight horns mournfully cornering soul-jazz labyrinths, “Afrodisiac,” matches soothing coos to tempting tempos for cool musical jewels swayed by reggae and bathed in highlife. Generous, spirited and softly persuasive, Teni’s Nigerian roots and London birth bridges global traditions with feminist wisdom, an earth-mother enchantress doling bold, lavish mantras through bewitching sophistication and sultry funk. 

Chris Berry - King of Me

Washed in frisky polyrhythmic bliss, “King,” crowns Afro-funky punches and nimble, bi-lingual chants extolling solid social conscience carried by humane refrains. California-born and Zimbabwe-educated, Berry, a multi-talented rhythmist, singer and international activist swims and swings in vigorous tropical pop drenched in contrapuntal wonders, spreading communal grooves between sun-roasted truths juggling tumbling drums, voracious vocalists, liquid bass and thundering thumb piano.

Yamantaka // Sonic Titan - UZU

Space-age pagans with feminist tempers Y//ST don lavish masks for mythical marriages, wedding mermaid arias to drum-circle tsunamis and storm-trooper kabuki to prog-rock operas. Stammering in manic dynamics and tenderly surrendering to eclectic psychedelics, “UZU,” enchants through perilous romance, summoning pummeling thunder from cyber pied-pipers while staging courageous art-rock parades tossed from cultural pulpits and lost in steamy Valkyrie visions.

Anoushka Shankar - Traces of You

Poised between soothing tranquility and restless beckoning, “Traces,” blazes with feathery dexterity; each piece featuring discrete treats that swiftly shift from soothing dove-tailed duels to ravenous flocks of rapid chops. Speeding, pleading, weeping and creeping, Shankar’s sensuous sitar extracts dazzling magic traveling effortlessly from enchanted world-pop revisions to classical Indian traditions slithering past elegant piano, electronic beats and feverish percussion.

Meshell Ndegeocello - Comet, Come To Me

Melted stealth poured over trickling riffs; Ndegeocello’s tasteful, playful forays into cozy soul, regal reggae and magical jazz conjure microcosmic blossoms inside pristine improvisations for celestial struts cast in smoky vocals and frisky apparitions carved from cyber-funky jams. Delicate senses tinted in textured menace, “Comet,” slinks, sinks and out-thinks buffed lust and supple mistrust; delicious mischief from exquisite art-pop pixels.

Schneider and Kacirek - Shadows Documents

Unflinching ninja transmissions from dial-tone twilight zones, pinball-alley galleries sprinkled in dark, sparse cosmic larks, “Shadows,” scurry, merging sonic-purrs stamped with animated equations, sautéed in electro-galvanized tidal-pools and roasted in velvety analogue. Scholars of Kenyan beats, Schneider and Kacirek’s deft touch works sly, subtle tactics into galactic magic establishing unexpected stretches within impulsive outbursts, coaxing trans-dimensional gremlins from deep-space radio.

Calexico - Edge of the Sun

From suave mariachi brass contrasting noble emotional collapse to feisty electro-fiestas bleached in red-hot desert-blues, roving musical conquistadors Calexico unearths deep replenished roots from weathered heritage by planting future-roosting branches with soul-seeking sentiment, tenacious patience and subtle self-assurance. Smooth in modern-day execution and rich in half-whispered history, “Edge,” registers tender memories roasted in folk-rock salsas swept among dusty gringo shuffles.

Joe Jackson - Fast Forward

Four bands assembled in four cities, the ambitious, “Fast,” crafts ballsy philosophy from articulate cynics’ sophisticated vagrancy; romantic scamps impatiently chasing polyrhythmic pop salted in salsa, mad-dog punk drunk on Caruso and exotic rock slathered in Arabic jazz. An uncanny analyst, Jackson’s sharp-tongued fun vents universal sentiments into savvy cabaret featuring belligerent sinners, jaded saints and explosive, precocious talk-show hosts.

Ozere - Finding Anyplace

Evoking global chamber-folk beneath a lively mixture of crisp traditions, Ozere’s classically-trained musicians’ adventurous jigs, formal pastorals and deft two-steps serve harvest feasts on Sunday linen. Brisk mandolin and wishful violin mingle in cordial joys spiked with swift mischief, spinning, “Anyplace,” with dizzy gypsy pizzicato to twirl proper foxtrot debutantes besides diverting parlor-game flirts with parlayed pirouettes and unpretentious poise.

Alba's Edge - Run to Fly

Tender touches flushed in cantering fantasies corral galloping rallies into tranquil sanctuaries filled with mingling traditions sprinkled in casual pizzazz from fine-tuned moves; the resplendent, “Fly,” ties silky Celtic-jazz passages to sizzling midnight jigs flitting in firefly nose-dives and grasshopper tail-spins. Parading, persuading and evading, Scotland’s exuberant Afro-Cuban fusionists, Alba’s Edge soars in intrepid pep steeped in nimble sunlit steps.

Woods - City Sun Eater in the River of Light

Hippie-dipped alt-pop constructed from snakey paisley voodoo, WOODS’ swinging indie-rock releases mountain stream micro-jams tapping into an upbeat bohemia scampering in soulful falsetto and Bakersfield twang. Brass injections punctuating jangle-infused ska, “Eater,” seeks Cheshire cat cat-naps through skulking psychedelic-boogie, capturing secret-agent daydreams in sunshine-primed get-togethers. The blissful quintet play Madison’s High Noon Saloon with baroque-folk retro-rockers Ultimate Painting April 25th

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