Jeremie Albino's fourth solo album is the kind you can put on for your parents, one that might have your grandpa tapping his slipper — it's dusky sunset-bound music, music for backyard fires and wide vistas and quiet evenings. Produced by the Black Keys' Dan Auerbach, Our Time in the Sun has some of that band's obviousness and broad genre pastiche, but Albino infuses these sounds with a genuinely soulful bruise, a world-weariness that rejuvenates what could be stale sounds into something coppery and sharp.
Blooming horns, warbling organ and lively percussion bring Albino's songs to wiley life, Auerbach's warm and blustery but uncluttered production holding Albino's songs in a wooly cradle — his old-school songwriting has rarely felt so natural, the textures of the past bringing his words into a gleaming and uncertain present.
It's nothing new, but Our Time in the Sun still manages to feel in conversation with the hear and now, a signal from the past that, if you listen carefully enough, has a thing or two to say about today.