On foam, Ulla Straus’s ambient/electronic music feels like it’s capsizing in front of your ears, these fourteen pithy miniatures acting out repeated games of disappearance and distraction. There’s something in the way Strauss manipulates the material here that harks back to late nineties glitch productions, particularly the focused, forensic edits of Curd Duca’s Elevator series for the Mille Plateaux label. Strauss builds different logics and languages into the tracks on foam – from clicky, Todd Edwards-esque vocal edits (see the lovely “gloss”) to glittering piano and jazz guitar cut-ups, and suspended textural explorations; the result is an album that has hesitation carved into its core.