Jill Scott is feeling Blessed, particularly with respect to her beloved young son, and she declares it on the opening track of her fifth album. It’s a warm, soulful record that tips its hat to Roberta Flack, Lauren Hill and Angie Stone, and celebrates triumph over adversity with smooth, quiet strength and honesty. The 1970s loom large on The Light of the Sun, the arrangements, style and artwork recalling Blaxploitation flicks, Pam Grier, and African-American and female empowerment generally – there’s a track called ‘Womanifesto’, a term which Scott should patent without delay.