Mr. Bonilla, who wrote all the music here and plays in strong percussive blasts and fully articulated bebop phrases, has for nearly 20 years been a soloing trombonist in several New York repertory big bands. For this record, his fourth, he's drawn his quintet from colleagues in those bands. (There's Arturo O'Farrill, the pianist, and Ivan Renta, the tenor saxophonist, both from the Afro-Latin Jazz Orchestra; the bassist Andy McKee from the Mingus Big Band; and the drummer John Riley from the Vanguard Jazz Orchestra.) These are all players used to projecting. Nobody here is shy or academic-sounding.
So the album whose title comes from Mr. Bonilla's Costa Rican father, shouting to silence a noisy dinner table suggests live jazz in New York from about 20 years ago, when jazz often sounded a little more vernacular than it does now, with more loose aggression, and a common will to play loud and let it rip.
