Ashley Henry - Beautiful Vinyl Hunter

First off, I really hate the title of this album.

British jazz has been on an uptick for the past few years.
I struggle with some of its 'Ibiza wine bar' leanings, just wanting a bit more of a pump on the gas. Henry, on this album, is looking across the Atlantic to his US peers (and occasionally featuring them), making an album which fits with contemporary American jazz. That's no bad thing. And when his London roots show, in an accent or a UKG rhythm, they fucking slap. Cleverly.