If Azita was looking for an album title capable of capturing her songs' physical sensations, she got it more than half right. There's a stillness here that's both calming and unnerving, a simplicity and starkness enveloping her formidable voice and a lone grand piano that almost suggests it’s wrong to ruffle the airwaves. Since her loud and brash days with Scissor Girls and Bride of No No, Azita has morphed into a singer pushing the boundaries of jazz-rock. On this outing, she goes for a mood more inspired by torch songs. With a color palette that's darker than on her previous work (How Will You), her thoughtful lyrics here concern personal imbalance and being alone. “These precious hearts/must find their way in the dark,” she coos on the almost-hopeful “Keep Hymn,” and she’s not simply talking about love. The other physical sensation imparted here is one of resounding emptiness: a cavernous black space that's waiting to be filled, to be closed, to be sated. The title Disturbing the Air is really the most apt representative concept, and we wholly approve of Azita disrupting the peace.