Iarla Ó Lionáird has been the flag-bearer for modern singing as Gaeilge on the world music stage both with Afro Celt Sound System and through his recordings for Real World records. His solo live concerts are intense and moving events often tying in visuals in a similar way to how Sigur Rós made use of Icelandic imagery in their early tours. This, his third record for Real World in 14 years, is enticing for the guest musicians/producers involved – namely Brian Eno, Leafcutter John and more specifically Jon Hopkins whose sublime, Mercury-nominated work with King Creosote [...]

As long as the phrase "sound art" doesn't send you scurrying for the refuge of your nearest unreconstructed vinyl-only Billy Childish LP, you'll probably be interested in the Soundwaves Festival , set to take place at various Brighton venues from Thu 14 to Sun 17 July. Described somewhat improbably as "a world which is created when artists begin to work without constraints when experimentation becomes the norm for both audience and artist alike", Soundwaves brings together leftfield electronic musicians, choreographers, film-makers and other creative types to sally forth into uncharted artistic pastures. [...]

At the very end of this record by English experimental musician John Burton, better known as Leafcutter John, there is a burst of applause. It is a reminder that Burton, for all his association with music producing software - his own Forester programme being a highly regarded Max/MSP development - is most at home in the live setting. The antithesis of the email checking laptop musician of journalistic cliche, a solo set by this most inventive of performers is as likely to see him sampling the noise of deflating balloons or playing with a slinky as jabbing at the space [...]

A great day on Sunday – got to town, checked in to hotel and then off to the Tate Modern – saw the Futurism show and the Per Kirkeby – too much to absorb in one go, really, so another visit asap. The Futurism exhibition is amazing, the Kirkeby... mmm, not sure, his early stuff looks a bit scrappy but some of the later enormous canvases have a certain power. Reserved judgement – too quick a shunt round to make up my mind. Then off to the Festival Hall down the river walk – [...]
Matmos's Supreme Balloon is one of those albums which I appear to have treated with levels of avoidance so criminal that they border on terrorist. If I were to be taken to Bangladesh to have the crap beaten out of me by secret services, I could hardly complain. Listening to it recently for the [...]

I just re-watched the Vinyl documentary with Nicci yesterday, and burnt a copy of it to CD for one of my bosses, so of course I feel compelled to speak about record collecting today. I'm not going to discuss the process of acquiring new albums, or the analyze the psychology of someone who attempts to fill holes in their life with material possessions. I'm going to rant about how more and more bands and record labels are engaging in "limited edition" releases as a last-ditch effort to make dwindling audiences more greatly appreciate their recorded output. [...]
Morning, Sally Hazelet Drummond In The Morning - Leafcutter John An earthworm, divining moisture, twists and burrows black soil, slow rupturing to the surface. Above, dew-drenched leaves click and clack and birds hop on spiny spindle legs. The soft thwack of early-shift driver's tires beat periodic on the distant road. A broad-breasted robin spots movement in the grass and, abrupt flurry and