Wayman Tisdale, The Wayman Tisdale Story [Rendezvous]

Most NBA players might wonder what they’ll do when they get off the court and out of the spotlight, but not Wayman Tisdale.

Most NBA players might wonder what they’ll do when they get off the court and out of the spotlight, but not Wayman Tisdale. Before his 1984 Olympic gold medal and 12 seasons in the NBA, 6' 9" Tisdale was a left-handed preacher’s son from Oklahoma who flipped righthanded basses upside down and grooved at his father’s church. He left the NBA in 1997 and dove fully into his love for funky and melodic fusion, recording eight albums and reaching the top of the contemporary jazz charts before succumbing to cancer at 44. This DVD/soundtrack package, which tells his inspiring story through presciently filmed footage and interviews with Michael Jordan, Marcus Miller, and others, is a worthy testament to this perpetually sunny giant.


CD Review: Bill Laswell "The Process"

How do you think it’d sound if bass magus Bill Laswell and his fretted, fretless, clean, and effected P-Basses got together with drummer Chad Smith—yes, the Red Hot Chili Pepper—and young New Orleans keyboard master Jon Batiste? If you guessed that it’d be spiritual and sweaty, and that you might hear Smith as you’ve never heard him before, you’d be right.

CD Review: The Word "Soul Food"

Leaving the spotlight to pedal-steel star Robert Randolph and organ wiz John Medeski, North Mississippi Allstars vet Chris Chew offers wide tone and gigantic support on the Word’s second album since 2001.

CD Review: The Hanumen "The Hanumen"

This dazzling, seven-piece feast of Indian-flavored spiritual goodness might be right at home in a yoga studio, but its fresh production, masterful musicianship, gospel-infused vocal harmonies, and diverse instrumentation make it a great bet for anyone with open ears.

The Original 7ven, Condensate [Saguaro Road]

When it comes to bassist/ producers, very few are in the same league as Terry Lewis, who—along with partner/keyboardist Jimmy Jam—ruled the charts in the ’80s and ’90s, first with the Time and then as a studio god for pop juggernauts like Janet Jackson.

Mew: No More Stories Are Told Today The World Is Grey I’m Sorry I’m Tired They washed Away Let’s Wash Away [Columbia]

This morphean music might slow you down, but only a fool would sleep through Mew. The Danish rock band hit a bump when founding bassist Johan Wolhert bowed out in 2006, but it’s done well here to call up Damon Tutunjian and Bastian Juel for support. A luscious, lofty lullaby of dreamy ditties, this disc displays the best elements of good shoegaze: compelling songcraft and perfect pacing. Aside from the spastically funky “Introducing Palace Place,” there’s little in-your-face bass. It totally works. If you missed the band’s latest North America tour, take the time to bone up on this batch of well-made music. Next time, you’ll want to stay up and sing along.