The tad-spooky 1975 10cc song keeps playing in my mind over and over again. The sample definitely feels firmer/stiffer than anything I've ever woven, not uncomfortably so, but oh-so unfamiliar. If you've handled Japanese tie-dyed fine silk where the creases are meant to stay, this has that kind of a texture, but far less fine. Probably not something I'd think of buying in a store or gallery.
It's just a different kind of hand, not necessarily bad, but at this point, too different.