The album’s Ornette-ish title suggests a sense of departure for British tenor giant Paul Dunmall and, indeed, here we find him stepping away from the huge, roaring, spiritually motivated post-Coltrane-isms with which he’s most readily associated and presenting, instead, a suite of more concise compositions built around neatly arranged hooks. It’s also clearly a reference to the younger, Midlands-based musicians he’s chosen as collaborators.

Dunmall himself takes something of a back seat, letting the spotlight linger in particular on two impressive front-line voices. Trombonist Richard Foote summons the ghost of Roswell Rudd on tracks like the bluesy stroll of ‘Medgar Evers,’ digging back into the late ‘bone master’s Dixieland roots with a lascivious leer that cuts through the group improvisations. Guitarist Steven Saunders plays with a taut urgency on cuts like the opener, ‘Micromys Minutus,’ sketching the rhythmically complex head with wiry restraint before taking a delightfully gnarled solo.

Meanwhile, bassist James Owston and drummer Jim Bashford brew up a roiling undertow that’s as likely to tip over into racing free-bop as it is to dissolve into oceanic bliss. It’s a bold move from Dunmall, brilliantly executed by a talented band on fine, fiery form.