You would be forgiven for comparing Lent, the most interesting of the night's three openers, to the late Cambridge, Massachusetts, outfit Morphine. Why? A saxophonist acts as the focal point, with a keyboard player, a drummer, and a guitarist stirring a mighty din around him. The comparisons end there, as combo jazz is not really what this quartet is after. Its trio of improvisations showcased a pensive, bionic pow (cf. Battles), an atonal soundscape evolving into towering, new-age funk, and a further ranging piece heavy on aquatic effects and Eastern tonalities.