Starting from a multilayered treatment of a Hebridean waulking song nestled in electronics, this solo release by the
Mouth Music alumnus keeps getting better -- until the deadly halfway point, when the disc doesn't so much run out of steam as abandons its smarts. The best cuts show how the eccentricities and earthiness of Celtic music lend themselves to various traditional and avant-garde marriages, like "Sein O," which embeds a clipped-syllable puirt-a-beul lyric in a bogle rhythm introduced by a hair-raising sample of
Huun Huur Tu's Tuvan throat singing. But the disastrous ode to positive thinking, "Owen's Boat," belongs in a TV movie, and "Chi mi na Morbheanan/JFK" uses St. Jack soundbites about fighting tyranny without a trace of irony -- hallowing our descent into Southeast Asia. Decent songs follow, but try fighting your way back.