Folk at its rawest is often bloody, uncompromising stuff, and Bert Jansch was one of its magical practitioners. Add fiery guitar-playing, a voice hewn from Edinburgh stone, original songs full of lyrics fabout the darkest sides of life, and you get one of music's most fascinating characters, argues Jude Rogers
Tim Burrows speaks to the all-female 70-strong Lips choir at their recent gig with Goldfrapp about the importance of creating autonomous spaces of song in a sexist and nasty age. Photographs by Hayley Hatton, live picture by Christie Goodwin
The Quietus finally has a grime column! In the first instalment, Tomas Fraser witnesses an epic DJ set by Slackk at Peckham's Rye Wax and reviews new tracks from Dark0, the infernally young DeeCee and Ruff Sqwad stalwart Rapid. There's also a look at the imagery of Wot Do You Call It, who provided this photograph of Rapid