The final day of the London jazz festival presents an embarrassment of riches, from tributes to Tony Williams to the gallumphing big beat of Xploding Plastix. But for good music on a wet Sunday afternoon, you can't beat the Babel all-dayer, celebrating 10 years of Ollie Weindling's indie label.

The event begins with the all-female Vortex Foundation Big Band. Formed to promote the campaign to re-open the abeyant Vortex jazz club, the VFBB is bright and funky, with strong playing from all the musicians.

Billy Jenkins startles the pensioners by bellowing the unaccompanied My Bones: "I wear my Grandad's clothes, 'cos he's dead. The wind blows through the thread." His back-porch acoustic trio, with Dylan Bates (violin) and Steve Watts (bass), plays blues from the Lewisham delta: When Money's Really Tight and Everything's Too Fast. Jenkins's voice is grittier and grainier than ever.

Sets follow by the Partisans (led by Julian Siegel and Phil Robson) and the inspiring duo of pianist Huw Warren and Austrian bassist Peter Herbert, which incorporates themes from Warren's excellent Babel albums. Crass Agenda changes the mood yet again with Penny Rimbaud's ranting Oh America, an anti-capitalist, anti-war poetry'n'jazz epic.

Christine Tobin ends with songs from her fine new album Romance and Revolution, including Black and Blue, a poised God Only Knows, and Shelter From the Storm. Backed by empathetic guitar (Phil Robson), percussion (Thebe Lipere) and double bass (Dave Whitford) and Tobin's performance is as gorgeous as we've come to expect. I can't wait to hear them all at the new Vortex.