Трогательный дуэт о любви, оставшейся в памяти как тихий свет. Он помнит. Она отвечает — из прошлого, из сна, из сердца.

«Ты осталась во мне» (скрипка версия 2)

«Ты осталась во мне» (саксофон версия 1)

«Ты осталась во мне» (саксофон версия 2)

The emotional centerpiece of the album — a spacey, reflective track about love and distance that never align. Parallel stretches between heartbreak and hope, pairing soaring melodies with introspective lyrics.

1996

Parallel

A gently sentimental, lightly satirical story-song by Dr. Elliot Lach about the nicknames we outgrow—and the ones we never let go.
This track follows Kensington (formerly Kenboy), Winifred (once Winky), Skipper, Vivi, and all the summer-camp, prep-school kids who grew up and traded in their playful childhood names for serious adult versions.

But not everyone lets go.
Beebee still refuses to become Beatrice. Deedee proudly avoids Diedre.

With warm acoustic guitar, soft humor, and a nostalgic heart, Not Kenboy Anymore celebrates the sweetness of who we used to be…and how one old friend calling out your childhood nickname can drop you right back into the past.

Not Kenboy Anymore

The lyrics explore the struggle, and loss of being vulnerable, following the break up and the leaving the woman he thought he would marry. The lyrics describe the narrator's journey of confronting their ex-lover's new life and expressing a mix of heartbroken resignation and a plea to not be forgotten. The song's central theme is the painful realization that while some love lasts, some just hurts instead.

Sad Fractured Fiancé

“The Only Way to Love You Now” is a heartbreak confession from a man who realizes too late that love isn’t about holding on—it’s about stepping aside so the person you hurt can finally heal.

Over a slow-burning alt-country/Americana backdrop, Kade Merrin walks through the wreckage of a relationship he couldn’t stop breaking, owning every scar he left behind. This song lives in the space between apology and acceptance, where you’d “burn every bridge… just to unburn one with you,” but know deep down that the kindest thing you can do is let them go.

If you’ve ever watched someone you love finally find peace without you—and had to learn that real love sometimes means disappearing from their story—this one’s for you. Turn it up, sit with the lyrics, and let it hurt in all the right ways

© 2025 Kade Merrin (Mark Beegle). All rights reserved.
Written by Mark Beegle Registered with ASCAP.
Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this recording is prohibited.

The Only Way to Love You Now

“Paper Cup” is a raw, rhythmic folk-pop anthem about fragile love that still manages to hold enough. Motel rooms, plastic roses, sidewalk dandelions — the song celebrates small, temporary things that matter more because they won’t last forever.

Dry, percussive vocals ride a heartbeat kick drum, blooming into gang harmonies that feel like a whole room shouting truth at once. It’s intimate, gritty, hopeful, and human: love that leaks a little, but still holds everything that counts.

Paper Cup

“Explaining Heaven” is a devastatingly tender acoustic ballad about grief, loyalty, and the one heart in the house who doesn’t understand why the door never opens anymore. Fingerpicked guitar and low, mournful cello frame the story of a dog still sprinting to the gate, checking every window, stalling at the corner where you used to meet, and wagging at strangers who almost look like you. The narrator is stuck with the impossible task of “explaining heaven to a dog” while secretly clinging to the hope that maybe the dog sees something they can’t. It’s intimate, cinematic, and quietly brutal—the kind of song that sits with you long after the last line fades.

Explaining Heaven

First Love

I am an artist shaped by real life using reality to master what's  not—heartbreak, redemption, and the long road back to truth.
I started writing music as a way to make sense of the world around me: the people I’ve loved, the mistakes I’ve owned, and the hope I still chase. Every song I create is built on honesty—raw stories pulled from the deepest parts of my life. From dark piano ballads to acoustic confessions, my music is where regret meets healing and where the human heart finds its voice again.

I’m not trying to be perfect—I’m just trying to be real. My journey hasn’t been easy, but it’s given me something better than perfection: perspective. If my songs can make someone feel understood, less alone, or brave enough to face their own truth, then I’ve done what I came here to do.


Jericho Records USA – The Story Behind the Sound

Welcome to Jericho Records USA.
This isn’t a traditional label — it’s the archive of a lifetime spent writing, recording, experimenting, breaking rules, and rebuilding myself through music.

The original Jericho Records was an independent label my father started in the 1950s. What you’re hearing here is something new — my continuation of that legacy, shaped by the times, the tools, and the life I’ve lived.

I grew up in a musical home. My father ran the church music ministry, my mother played piano, and I was singing before I could read. Drums at 5. Guitar at 7. Bass. Saxophone. Piano. Songwriting became the way I made sense of the world, and I’ve written close to a thousand songs — with thousands more to come. I later graduated from Full Sail University with a degree in Audio Production, blending old-school recording with modern technology.

You’ll notice the sounds here are diverse. That’s intentional.
I create under different artist names, different styles, different worlds — but the voice behind all of it is mine.

And to be fully transparent:

• Some tracks are traditional studio recordings — real drums, real guitars, real vocals, all performed by me.
• Some tracks blend live instruments, VSTs, and AI-assisted production.
• Some began as my raw guitar or vocal recording and were “covered” or re-interpreted through AI tools.
• Some are fully AI-generated compositions created from my prompts.
• But every song — no matter the method — was written by me and comes from real experiences, real chapters of my life.

AI, to me, is another instrument — another creative partner.
It doesn’t replace my voice or my story; it helps me bring more of it into the world.

Over the years I’ve worked with incredible people, including Dez Dickerson (Prince & The Revolution) and Tim Gaines (Stryper), and I’ve shared stages with bands like Drivin’ N’ Cryin, Corey Taylor, Saving Abel, Hinder, and Avenged Sevenfold. But the journey didn’t end there — it evolved.

Jericho Records USA is where all those chapters live at once:
the human hands, the digital experiments, the scars, the healing, the imagination, and the divine spark that keeps me creating.

If you’re here, I hope you find something that resonates — something that reminds you that music, in any form, is a lifeline.

— Jericho

CYBER CHORD writes songs the way a porch light holds a night: small, steady, and impossible to ignore. I work with AI as a true co-writer, then carve the lyric by hand and shape the track in Suno. The sound leans bare and human—country roots in the soil, a little rock grain in the teeth, and a faith-lit lift that chooses hope without preaching.

These are ordinary-room hymns: rings hidden in cotton, receipt-tape strings, a dress behind rain glass, a sink that cools while you find the words. Silence is an instrument here; sometimes there’s a full bar where the house gets to breathe. If a line can’t survive a campfire and a cracked mug, it doesn’t make the song.

If you’re new, start with the heartbreakers. They don’t shout. They stay. I believe in the holiness of the everyday, and in the quiet bravery of saying the thing before “later” takes it away.

No paid promo, no playlist buys, no cover-art pitches, no dance offers, no cold DMs. If it’s a pitch, the porch light’s off. If you’re a real listener, come in soft: pick one song, leave a genuine note (lyric or timestamp welcome), and hand it to one friend. That’s how this fire stays lit.

May your road stay open, your coffee stay warm, and your day be peaceful.

Songs about the rich gumbo of relationships....

I write songs, sing when I feel brave, and produce for artists who let me touch buttons. Genre? Whatever sounds good. Feel something? Good—that means it’s working. Music’s my therapy, yours too maybe.

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