PATTY GRIFFIN, Patty Griffin (PGM/Thirty Tigers): ****

Not since 2002’s “1000 Kisses” has Griffin recorded an album that sounds as organic and alive as this, her tenth, recorded mostly in her Austin home. The mysterious “Coins,” rendered with beautiful Spanish guitar and Robert Plant’s harmony, perceives present turmoil through her younger self’s eyes, while the funky blues of “Hourglass” complements rougher contours her voice has assumed since recovery from breast cancer. Amidst cello, drones, guitar, marimba, piano, and trombone, “Luminous Places,” triumphant murder ballad “Bluebeard” and dreamy “What I Remember” remind how poetic and stunning Griffin’s writing can be as she ponders age, justice, and women’s struggles. Music to savor and share.

DIDO,Still on My Mind (BMG): ***

The British singer’s electronic pop has always gone down easy, thanks to her glass-smooth vocals and hooky yet chill melodies (like 1999’s “Thank You”). What’s new on her first album since 2013’s “Girl Who Got Away” is deeper domestic contentment. She and brother (and ex-Faithless bandmate) Rollo Armstrong skillfully layer synths, guitars, harmonies, analog loops and dramatic beats; standouts “Hurricanes” and the title track evoke her club beginnings while assessing distances since traveled. Some tunes seem Starbucks-ready, but the anthemic “Chances” and “Have to Stay,” about loving her son, genuinely pluck heartstrings.

COCHEMEA, All My Relations (Daptone): ****

Cochemea Gastelum, best known as saxophonist with the late Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings, traces the interconnectedness of cultures and nature throughout this appealing, percussive instrumental set. The melodic “Seyewailo” and “Sonora” showcase his sultry horn tone and jazz composition, but the album’s best represented by the spacey, pan flute-infused “Los Muertos” and especially engagingly polyrhythmic tracks like the funky “Mitote,” the prayerful, chant-opening “Asatoma” and cheery “Al-Mu’tasim,” which blend spiritual chants and magnetic rhythms of his Yaqui and Mescalero Apache heritage.

JULIA JACKLIN, Crushing (Polyvinyl): ***½

The Aussie pop artist’s second full-length album opens with portentous bass and a luggage-throwing reckoning (“Body”) with a lover whose juvenile antics invite police and her departure. “I don’t want to be touched all the time/ I raised my body up to be mine,” she then sings during “Head Alone”; throughout this self-aware set she plumbs dual cravings for solitude and physical connection, and pushes back social expectations while grieving. She soberly nails impulses to relent to convenience during rocker “Pressure to Party,” and affectingly sings ballads like “Don’t Know How to Keep Loving You” and “When the Family Flies In.”