A funky little disco tune, Stand, is a tricky little track which urges us repeatedly to Stand Up for our minds.  It sounds like a meaningless but pleasantly familiar lyric ideal for dancing; but as the song ends you realise Woolf was issuing an early warning to us to beware of a tune which leaves you questioning your sanity.

You can’t help but shake your hips to his soulful voice, but just when you get used to the beat, Woolf lets rip with a musical head fuck so thoroughly unexpected even Red Riding Hood would have been unprepared.  You wonder if you imagined it, you might have even liked it but mostly you will probably think the DJ has messed up or that you’ve swallowed one too many dodgy disco juices.

It is clear that Woolf has gobbled his way through back catalogues of Talking Heads and Prince and found inspiration from both.  What is unfortunate is that although he has clearly tasted their tracks he has failed to digest them.  Instead of assimilating them into his sound with the reverence, they command they are spat out at random with little understanding of their genius.

The track has got a good enough beat to keep you on the dance floor but is not quite strong enough to get you there in the first place. The problem with Woolf is not that he has a lack of talent or is musically too narrow; it is that he has gobbled his way through so many genres that his own music sounds like a mass musical crash with too many bars that clash rather than compliment each other.  It does create a new, sound which in many ways gives a great tune, but more than anything it leaves me feeling a bit dizzy and in need of a sit down.

Release Date 18/01/2010