Love. and Life. 🖤
You’re hearing it here first — a new music economy exclusive. Coming to (main)streaming later this month.
🎵 RELEASE: Casanova
I’m doing me much better than you.
Here is the very first serving of Sunday Brunch, a new v4v music (and chill conversation) podcast from nostr:nprofile1qy88wumn8ghj7mn0wvhxcmmv9uq36amnwvaz7tmwdaehgu3wvf5hgcm0d9hx2u3wwdhkx6tpdshsqg9dn4pzq07jfq829ewyceze8gp8wz9whc4s92nqh4a36end4fds35xl9mtm
To kick things off, I was joined by nostr:nprofile1qyxhwumn8ghj7mn0wvhxcmmvqyg8wumn8ghj7mn0wd68ytnvv9hxgqpqunmftuzmkpdjxyj4en8r63cm34uuvjn9hnxqz3nz6fls7l5jzzfq6xn4mu, to spin tracks, discuss the state of the v4v music ecosystem, and chat about everything from Arsenal's invincibles to the surprising resilience of London's food scene.
Musicians featured in the show: nostr:nprofile1qyxhwumn8ghj7mn0wvhxcmmvqyg8wumn8ghj7mn0wd68ytnvv9hxgqpq9ppwxjrqckwl4n2a7j960fjsvhn8vrggcd0h092nmq7zcgcskjfs4yl4uy, nostr:nprofile1qy8hwumn8ghj7nn09eehgu3wvdeqz9mhwden5te0dehhxarj9eekcmm5dpujuamfdchsqgrycq7a3lepkea2mzhn4pccrahmzgjexvu5qktcfkcp9wmggu0hrvs0eswf , nostr:nprofile1qythwumn8ghj7cnfw33k76twv4ezuum0vd5kzmp0qy88wumn8ghj7mn0wvhxcmmv9uqzq2x2qxdh3dy5cfdfmgkkgkt44pgpcl5ekyfs9ewtuaywukflevkvug4au3 , nostr:nprofile1qqsxy8rnxumjj05ktvu0nz3nrh2hu7v2tsasn4hv6pk0yv4tk97q47qyeuv56, Banzy Banero, and nostr:nprofile1qyt8wumn8ghj7enjv4h8xtnwdaehgu339e3k7mgpz3mhxue69uhhyetvv9ujuerpd46hxtnfduqzpjxgkv07zrmm2jghnt2w5u95emlzhmxka9fy3ja89rhjt5qaep9u264llf
Give it a listen and show your support for these amazing independent musicians. 90% of your sats streamed and boosted during the songs go directly to the artists.
With love and gratitude from The Holy Hour 🙏
🙏❤️
I’ve watched 1,000 pictures disappear in a day;
And we wonder why our children trivialise what we say.
Listen to No Way Out:
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. 
TOMORROW