I rather liked feral folk JC, but the name's been baggsied for casual performances. Feral suggests a feeling for natural hybridity, music that outgrows the genre or performer; an aural lamprey, a bracket fungus, considered trifles, the end of roll stuff that defies definition and lives down the back of folk's settee, enthralling and outraging equally.

It deserves its own title certainly because technology has accelerated the changes that previously took centuries. Perhaps Fleetwood is a Darwinian hothouse, a Thomas Huxley to Lewes's Bishop Wilberforce?