Music that gains in interest with each listening—the kind that rewards patience and repeated spins.
In Our Lifetime arrived without fanfare but with immediate credibility. Scott Yanow's Allmusic review flagged it as consistently intriguing, the sort of album that deepens on repeated hearings rather than announcing itself on first contact. The Penguin Guide to Jazz Recordings gave it a full four stars. For a young trumpeter on a smaller label, that kind of critical attention mattered. Douglas was establishing himself as someone worth following, even if the wider jazz world hadn't yet noticed.
The album sits squarely in Douglas's early maturity—not quite his debut, but still the sound of a player finding his range and his obsessions. He interprets three pieces by Booker Little, a trumpeter who died too young, and fills the rest with originals. The band is tight and restless: Josh Roseman on trombone, Chris Speed doubling clarinet and saxophone, Uri Caine on piano, James Genus on bass, and Joey Baron driving from the kit. There's real conversation happening here, not just blowing over changes. The horns lean into each other; the rhythm section locks without settling into grooves. It's the sound of a working band that has learned to listen.
This record sits firmly in Douglas's catalog as the moment his voice began to clarify. Not his strongest work—that would come later—but essential for anyone tracking how he moved from promising newcomer to one of jazz's most restless voices. Start here if you want to follow his development. Otherwise, move on to his later records. But if you do arrive at this one, don't rush through it.