The earlybirds are singing about Nick Jaina’s Wool. Nick and co. are starting to sing back.
As heard on OPBmusic’s In House.
And read the blurbs if you’re curious:
“A beautifully interwoven effort… depicting elements of human loss, He perhaps puts it best by stating that the lyrics are “as economical as the words in children’s stories, as emotional as journal entries, and as deep as the Bible”…Wool will certainly appeal to a niche that recognizes quality as a form of emotional sincerity, regardless of volume or tempo.” – Obscure Sound
“But the very thing that causes many classical aficionados to stiff at the simplicity of pop music is, I would contend, pop’s very strength–what Proust, of all people, referred to as “the magic appeal to the imagination” found in things that those interested only in “intellectual weightiness” would condemn as “frivolous.” Or maybe it’s compelling simply because Jaina–itinerant, whimsical, a former archaeology student–is himself compelling, in a quirky sort of way. – Fingertips
“A collection of lush, intimate, piano-driven “ballads and lullabies,” Wool has been on repeat in my house for two days straight, with no end in sight.” – Fabulist
“Jaina actually started the album writing songs on Elliott Smith’s old piano, and there’s a hint of Smith’s “Baby Britain” swing to the wordless “la da da da da da dum” chorus, [from “Maryanne”] – Local Cut
“Rather than try to control his music, Jaina seems to allow his songs to guide him, as if he is but the vessel.” – Berkely Place