Everybody knows what jazz vocal albums are supposed to sound like. Something like the Ella Fitzgerald soundbooks, for sure. Modestly re-arranged standards and a couple of new songs that probably don't sound much like the others. Above all, the music should be lush and plentiful. Clare Foster don't play that (and, of course, neither did Fitzgerald).

Clare Foster Kumbhaka (self-released)

These songs borrow heavily from Latin jazz, particularly Brazilian styles. The music is tight and restrained, as are Foster's vocals. There's no belting, no hollering, nothing hurried. Just impressive reimaginings of classic songs (including a sunny, but modest, "Who Will Buy?", perhaps the most optimistic song from Oliver!) performed with dexterity and class.

Foster's vocals are much more concerned with intonation and melody than pyrotechnics. She plays off her band extremely well, which is ensured by the surefooted arrangements. This isn't a South American jazz album, per se, but it sure interpolates those ideas well.

The music is extraordinary, and Foster's delivery enhances the effect. This is the sort of album that will please the novice and jaded expert alike. The sound is bright and inviting, with real skill and flair constantly on display. Sunny days aren't here yet, but they're on the way.

Jon Worley