Argentine Federico Durand’s Alba (Spanish for the first light of day) is aptly named. A gentle nudge into getting the machinery in motion, Alba sputters and pops, stumbles and bursts, meanders and gets lost. There’s nothing to grab onto, you’re on your own to figure out how to make your way, though Durand has given us the tools to do just that. And the day is what you hear in Alba. Sounds of the day, that is. Crickets, cats, water, bells...If you have the time, and that’s the point of course—to find it, to make it—also find the space and give Alba a proper listen. Whether the light of the sun has hit the ground or not, Alba makes sure we never do.