As much as gender boundaries have been broken down throughout the years, there are still clear dividing lines between us – some men still think that a woman’s place is in the kitchen, some women still think that men should be muscular brash. But even when these broad, boring stereotypes are finally dissolved, there will still be one truth – that female vocalists are better at making pop music that will make your heart ache. Refusing to believe this irrevocable fact, Holiday seems to be the work of one man based in London, who strums on his guitar and sings in a way that he probably wants to be described as haunted. With only one track to show so far, it’s certainly gripping – a downbeat loner’s take on a genre dripping with siren voiced chanteuses, and the contrast against it’s competition is probably what makes it so grimly excellent. Maybe this is what Belle and Sebastien would’ve sounded like if Stuart Murdoch was completely without hope.
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i love this, think whoever it is will be huge, sounds a bit like that band lost fiction
arresting
please find out who this is , want to get him on my podcast.