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Caution! Depending of life experience this playlist can harm your soul and mind or cure them if welled prepared. Don't recomended for newbie audience. Keep safe. Inspire good.

Dark Jazz

Copy of Dark Jazz

Atrium Carceri, Cities Last Broadcast and God Body Disconnect collaborates on this foggy noir album. 

The invitation came in a cinnamon scented envelope. It had been years since your last visit to the hotel, before the headlines of murder had shut it down. Was it re-opened after all these years? 

A bottle of pills later, your car pulled up outside the old building. The lights were on, struggling to cut through the heavy fog. Distant voices and music lingered like smoke as you entered the lobby. 

Miles to Midnight is a Dark Jazz Ambient album with a Lynchian Noir feel: A hotel trapped between two worlds and a detective with a traumatized past. 

God Body Disconnect's live jazz drums and cinematic wall-of-sound builds the foundation of the mysterious hotel. Cities Last Broadcast brings ghostly tape loops and melodies stuck in time. Atrium Carceri dusts off his old pianos and shatters reality with low bass rumbles and brings you into the other side of the hotel. For lovers of smokey soundtracks to unwritten movies.

Miles to Midnight

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Atrium Carceri, Cities Last Broadcast, God Body Disconnect - Quiet Days On Earth

Atrium Carceri, Cities Last Broadcast, God Body Disconnect - Floor 6, Please

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Pust' Jetot Son Dlitsja Vechnost'

Íåêðàñèâûå Êàðòèíû 2

Kogda Ja Zakryvaju Glaza, Ty Vresh' Mne Chto Zhiva

Prostoj Russkij Vervol'f Volodja

Mertvee Nekuda

Darkwood OST by Artur Kordas- Morning

Darkwood OST by Artur Kordas- Intro

Beyond the Ghost presents his first album in the Europa Series, a futuristic, bleak and moving sound voyage that merges electronics and acoustics.

BERLIN, the year is 2060. The whole of Europe is fraught with sickness and poverty and tensions are arising between the remaining populations.  Resources are low, war is imminent. The streets are cold and lonely.  The shining sun has become a notion of the distant past. Every day feels darker than the next. The people who are left stay locked inside, fearing for their lives. There is nothing left to do but wait out the inevitable doom. An old club called 'The Last Resort' is one of the only places that’s still open. There, a few brave and lonely souls gather together to drink the night away to the woeful tunes of the house band. Between sets, a broken alert system in the streets can still be heard, blasting out remnants of news that don't make sense anymore, like echoes of foreign voices lost in transmission. Against all odds, a few letters of the club's neon light still flicker on and off, illuminating the patrons' faces, their expressions hanging heavy with loss and pain. Few words are exchanged, and yet their devout presence during such times makes us wonder:  will they accept their defeat or will they fight for a better future? But for now, they are only focused on making it safely home after the last call, their heads hung low, their feet shuffling through the darkness, humming to the sounds they just heard, to mourn the loss of one more day during these sorrowful and suspended times.

Recommended for fans of noir, melancholy and molotov cocktails. 


Written, performed, produced, mastered – Pierre Laplace
Trumpet – Christophe « Pher » Motury
Artwork – Simon Heath

The Last Resort

A Transient Shelter

Opiated Dreams

Kogda Ja Zakryvaju Glaza, Ty Vresh' Mne Chto Zhiva

Bebopovsky And Podyezdov