Mentioned in Dispatches: Bags of Hal – Wooll

I don’t know where this fits into the musical landscape, but that’s always a good sign. It lilts and lulls like a poised piece of pop. It has the grace and spaciousness of folk, perhaps indie-folk. And it has a slightly understated rock drive, especially when the guitars start to jangle around.

But just because you can’t define something, place or pigeonhole it doesn’t mean that you can’t love it. What’s life without a touch of mystique?

And if I have little idea where this fits, generically speaking, I have absolutely no idea what the title means.