The fun thing about the latter-day resurgence of jazz fusion is that there are many, many more things for it to fuse with now than were available in the ‘70s. Richmond’s Butcher Brown revels in this so deeply that even the title of Solar Music invokes the possibility that it’s a nod to Dick Griffey’s legendary boogie-funk label SOLAR, though even if it’s not they also trust the prospective listener enough to get the right associations from that unintentional allusion anyways. That’s not even the full threshold of where this group takes the soul jazz tradition. In that sense, it’s sort of like a live-band beat tape, where a Playstation-core city pop/d’n’b melange (“Turismo,” featuring Julia Shuren keening through the ether) can shift into a cool-yet-hot Jazzmatazz-reinvisioning Pink Siifu hyperventilation session (“Eye Never Knew”) before going full sawn-off Brothers Johnson from there (“No Way Around It”). Most evocative of all: “Espionage,” which channels everything smoky and heady about ‘90s trip-hop/sample-flip atmospherics into a DJ Harrison organ-led dramatic vista that sounds like DJ Shadow and David Axelrod doing a student-and-sensei kata. (And then guest Charlie Hunter comes in on guitar, at which point the weather gets real inclement.) Rapper/multi-instrumentalist frontman Marcus “Tennishy” Tenney carries himself with a deceptive ease throughout, peaking on the mic as the raspily melodious trap-cadence presence helming “DYKWD” and closing the album with an emphatic grace on piano in the spiritual prog-jazz uptempo soaring sprint of closer “Around For A While.” That one’s ironically one of the best gateways to the band’s sound — the charging presence of the aforementioned, combined with the poly-adaptable rhythm section of drummer Corey Fonville and bassist Andrew Randazzo alongside.