In its third LP, the British avant garde jazz ensemble embarks on a visceral but sincere reflection on blackness, refusing to recognize the titular Reptile Queen (the Queen of England) and pleading allegiance to a different influential black woman in every track. Led by Hutchings’ saxophone we plunge into an hour of belligerent jazz that embraces reggae, spoken word performance and tribalistic rhythm, managing to never cross the line into catalogue or pastiche and — most important of all — never forgetting to have fun along the way.