theholyhour on Nostr: Time is sacred, yet so often wasted. And The Holy Hour know this all too well, as it ...
Time is sacred, yet so often wasted. And The Holy Hour know this all too well, as it has taken numerous years for the London-based duo just to get to this nascent stage.
In their wake lie innumerable nights spent tinkering with intros and embarking upon meandering synth excursions, rained down from SoundCloud in austere monochrome under various disremembered monikers.
That time may be gone, although the hours stood them in decent stead; their focus refined.
In essence, the band comprises two products of the late ’80s, producing songs inspired by and indebted to the decade. But these are then reframed by wretched effects, filtered through grubby iPhone lenses as the overarching malaise of the modern-day is thrust to the fore.
Lyrically, the work is sincere yet empathic towards the complicated plight of younger generations. Musically, it is at turns sinister and sympathetic.
Here’s hoping perseverance pays off, with the time to at last release some work into the world having arrived.
In their wake lie innumerable nights spent tinkering with intros and embarking upon meandering synth excursions, rained down from SoundCloud in austere monochrome under various disremembered monikers.
That time may be gone, although the hours stood them in decent stead; their focus refined.
In essence, the band comprises two products of the late ’80s, producing songs inspired by and indebted to the decade. But these are then reframed by wretched effects, filtered through grubby iPhone lenses as the overarching malaise of the modern-day is thrust to the fore.
Lyrically, the work is sincere yet empathic towards the complicated plight of younger generations. Musically, it is at turns sinister and sympathetic.
Here’s hoping perseverance pays off, with the time to at last release some work into the world having arrived.