MUSICIANS
John Beckmann: lyrics and vocals
Gerald Menke: guitars
David Sisko: producer and all instruments
Min Max Studios, New York
Mike Tucci: mastering, Los Angeles

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All These Days Float On (The Killers x Modest Mouse x Talking Heads)

In my eyes, 'Stranger's Kiss' by Alex Cameron and Angel Olsen stands out as one of the best duets in recent years. Perhaps it was best left untouched, but I couldn't resist giving it a dancefloor-ready twist. My melodic house remix amplifies the original's charm, creating an entrancing blend of familiar vocals and new rhythmic pulses. Hope you enjoy!

Stranger's Kiss - Alex Cameron & Angel Olsen (Remix Erik Erikson)

In this Christmas Special, the final episode of Key Changes's first season, Neil has a cup of cheer and speaks to himself. He discusses the state of his and Allison's apartment, his gratitude for Key Changes's listeners, his semester abroad in St Andrews, Scotland, drug addiction and its effects as seen on city streets, suffering that's set in motion for you, his best friend Alex, the melancholy and imperfection of the holiday season, Australian musicians Nick Cave and Alex Cameron, controversies caused by unsavory lyrics, Yung Lean sampling Billy Bragg, and two musicians' remembrances. He explores which song reminds him of a trip he's taken and which song never fails to make him smile.

Host & Guest: Neil Van Cott
Intro Song: "Christmas Time Is Here" by Vince Guaraldi
Outro Song: "Hark The Herald Angels Sing" by Vince Guaraldi

Featured Songs: "Another Man's Rain" by Jackie Leven, "Fairytale of New York" by The Pogues

Created & Produced by Neil Van Cott
Creative Contribution by Allison Asselbergs

#10 CHRISTMAS SPECIAL: Neil the Podcast Host, Jackie Leven & The Pogues

Key Changes is a music talk show hosted by NYC native Neil Van Cott. Through intimate conversations with all sorts of guests, he'll explore and play the songs closest to people's hearts. Want to be on the show? Let's get in touch: keychangespod@gmail.com.

"Hi there, I’m Erik Erikson, a music producer whose love for house music ignited in the lively '90s dance scene. Along the way, I built a business and a beautiful family, yet the dream of crafting vibrant, modern beats always stayed alive within me. My alias honors psychiatrist Erik Erikson, who championed the idea of embarking on new journeys at any age. Now, instead of just dreaming, I’m ready to share my tracks with everyone open to dancing and feeling the beat, hoping to brighten your day and inspire you to chase your dreams, no matter the stage of life. #ErikErikson #HouseMusic #ChaseYourDreams"

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www.mortalprophets.com

“Anyone having trouble getting to, or staying, asleep should proceed with caution when playing The Mortal Prophets’ debut album around bedtime. The demonic intentions implied by the album’s name and defined by John Beckmann … coil each selection in menacing directions, bringing fresh, often frightening twists to these standards. Be aware - when you engulf yourself in these riveting, uncompromising performances. They are not for the squeamish.”
- American Songwriter


The Mortal Prophets: A Fever Dream in Sound

There’s something primal about The Mortal Prophets. They don’t just make music—they conjure it, like some deranged mystics calling spirits out of the black ether. This isn’t your typical fare for weak-kneed rock ‘n’ rollers or corporate hacks peddling soul-dead anthems. No, The Mortal Prophets are the real deal: a whiskey-soaked, acid-tinged howl from the forgotten depths of America’s underbelly.

I first heard their album Dealey Plaza Blues while chain-smoking on a stormy night in the desert, and it hit me like a bolt of outlaw lightning. These songs aren’t polished; they’re raw, blood-streaked dispatches from the abyss. John Beckmann, the madman behind this sonic witchcraft, has somehow fused delta blues, gothic Americana, and something wholly undefinable into a brew potent enough to make the ghost of William Faulkner tap his foot.

The lyrics—dark, poetic, and unrelenting—aren’t for the faint of heart. They speak of longing, pain, and the kind of existential chaos that makes you want to scream into the void. These aren’t songs for the radio; they’re anthems for the damned, hymns for the lost. It’s like Beckmann dragged them kicking and screaming out of a fever dream, and by God, they’re beautiful.

This isn’t a band for everyone, nor should it be. The Mortal Prophets are dangerous, unfiltered, and unapologetically real. Listening to them is like staring into the sun—it might burn your soul, but you’ll see the truth in the blaze. In a world of disposable music and cheap thrills, The Mortal Prophets are a reminder that there’s still fire in the belly of rock ‘n’ roll. Embrace it—or step aside and let the flames consume you.

- HST

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