MUSICIANS:
John Beckmann: vocals, lyrics, and electronics
Chanele McGuinness: backing vocals
William Declan Lucey: producer, various instruments 
Recorded at Lus Astralis, New York +
LeftBank, Cork, Ireland
Atomix, LA: mastering

LYRICS
Tell me I'm the one, tell me if it's true,
Every time I see your face, the world feels new.
Caught up in the moments, just me and you,
Underneath the stars, a love that grew.

You're keeping a secret, baby—
You're keeping a secret...

Whisper in the night, secrets just for two,
Promises we made, and all the dreams we drew.
Hold me close and tight, like you always do—
In your arms, I find a sky so blue.

I think you're keeping a secret, baby,
You're keeping a secret...
Are you keeping a secret, baby,
From me… from me…

When the morning comes, and the night is through,
Know that I'll be there, always beside you.
Hand in hand, we’ll see it through,
Tell me once again, our love renewed—
A sweet debut.

TELL ME

MUSICIANS
John Beckmann: all music
Recorded at Lux Astralis, New York

LITHIUM

MUSICIANS
John Beckmann: all music
Recorded at Lux Astralis, New York
Mastered

HELIUM

An ambient alien soundscape, complete with alien bird songs.

Alien Atmosphere

Tree of Life

A dreamy cinematic one for you!

Mastered by Felix Davis at Metropolis Studios
Art by Nibera Visuals

Cascading

Written Recorded and Produced by Julian Ireland
Mastered by Ted Noser

Mist Connections

#EDM #Dance #Electronic

©️ Melodic Fissure 2024

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Slow, gentle, piano based piece with a rural flavour. Playful phrases alternative with cascading, water-like, dulcimer passages. Sounds natural and refreshing. Gentle cascading flute adds to sense of serenity.

Perfect for rural activities, art and craft demonstrations and any project needing a tranquil, soothing background.

Living Art - Free to Use Music

The arrangement features epic breakdowns with orchestral stabs and rolling basslines that cascade through multiple key changes, building to euphoric hands-in-the-air moments with massive synth leads and tribal kick patterns.

Gravity

EDM producer, some other music brands I own are Medieval Lofi, Victorian Lofi, and Solas Composer. 

Other aliases:
@medievallofi
@solas_composer
@victorianlofi

Lazriel Fontaine is a London-based composer and avant-garde sound designer whose music drifts between cinematic orchestration and experimental electronics. Born in Hannover, Germany, while his father was stationed abroad, Lazriel spent much of his later life moving across the world — a journey that shaped the diverse textures and emotional range of his work.
His compositions draw inspiration from artists such as Ludovico Einaudi, Two Steps from Hell, Dexter Britain, and the nostalgic pulse of 80s synthwave, blending them into pieces that are both hauntingly intimate and grandly expansive.
Fontaine’s music often explores the tension between structure and improvisation, weaving together influences from classical minimalism, film scoring, and modern sound design. Each piece feels like a landscape — shifting, atmospheric, and deeply tied to memory and movement.
Though eclectic in style, his work remains united by a search for resonance: music that lingers, unsettles, and uplifts.

8 Ball Radio / GRID / Ficciones

Upcoming:

11.29.25: Bossa Nova Civic Club
12.06.25: Honey’s
12.13.25: Mood Ring

Past:

10.16.25: Metropolis Live Sountracking @ Life World
09.24.25: Listening Session @ Silence Please
08.28.25: GRID @ Jupiter Disco
08.10.25: Color of Pomegranates Live Soundtracking | Silence Please
07.11.25: Now That's What I Call Pop Edits Vol. 5 | Mood Ring
07.07.25: Pianos
07.02.25: Mood Ring
05.20.25: Pianos
05.16.25: Now That's What I Call Pop Edits Vol. 4 | Night Club 101
05.04.25: DREAMS by GRID | Silence Please
05.01.25: GRID @ Jupiter Disco
04.26.25: Now That's What I Call Pop Edits Vol. 3 | Mood Ring
04.15.25: Tax Day @ Pianos
04.06.25: Steppin' Out @ Pianos 
03.27.25: Scare The Bros by GRID | Jade
03.11.25: Pianos
03.06.25: Now That's What I Call Pop Edits Vol. 2 | Mood Ring
02.17.25: Night Club 101
02.15.25: Oops! I'm Aquarius | Jade
01.28.25: Pianos 
01.16.25: Now That's What I Call Pop Edits | Mood Ring
12.15.24: Protein | Rash
12.12.24: 8 Ball Radio x Club A Presents: A Coat Drive | Jade
11.21.24: No Clout November by GRID | Jade
10.25.24: 8 Ball Radio x Times Square Arts
09.28.24: Pigs Can Rot: Community Art Build and Fundraiser by GRID | Jade
09.27.24: Catalyst Records
09.06.24: GRID Happy Hour | Mood Ring
08.31.24: 8 Ball Radio at Jade
08.29.24: Collective Memory | Mood Ring
08.14.24: GRID at Jade
07.19.24: Catalyst Records
06.29.24: Red Hot Unamerican Summer by GRID
05.25.24: 4 The Dancers | Jade
05.17.24: Rites of Spring by GRID
05.01.24: 8 Ball Radio Takeover | Pianos
04.28.24: Pianos
03.04.24: Tokyo Record Bar
03.03.24: Dare to Struggle Fundraising Party | The Living Gallery
03.01.24: 8 Ball Radio Live Series | Catalyst Records
02.11.24: 8 Ball Valentine's Day Zine Fair After-party | The End
01.05.24: 4 The Dancers | Jade
01.05.24: 8 Ball Radio Live Series | Catalyst Records
11.01.23: Open Decks | Eris
11.01.23: 8 Ball Radio Takeover | Catalyst Records
10.29.23: 8 Ball Halloween Zine Fair
09.01.23: Friday w/ 8 Ball Community | Jade
07.27.23: LaLaLa - A Thursday Kiki | Virgin Hotels
07.08.23: East Village Zine Fair
06.24.23: Pride Brunch | BOHEMIA
06.09.23: Commes Des Garçons x Dover Street Market Popup Sale
05.12.23: HOT PPL DOING GOOD | Starr Bar

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London based producer, musician and DJ (SVNNY P) 

Prod/Vocals/Guitar in @Beach-for-tiger
Guitar for @Skinshapeofficial
Guitar/Keys/Co Prod @itsdroz
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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: John Beckmann’s Cinematic Descent Into the Electric Psyche

In the sprawling constellation of modern music, The Mortal Prophets occupy a shadowed corner—less a “band” in the traditional sense than a living, breathing séance conducted by John Beckmann. Across a series of albums, Beckmann has been excavating the strata of Americana, dream pop, blues, and avant-garde minimalism, folding them into a fever-dream narrative that feels like it was beamed from a late-night pirate radio station somewhere between the Mississippi Delta and the outer rings of Saturn. 

Beckmann, who founded New York’s Axis Mundi Design before turning his obsessive creative drive toward music, approaches songwriting like a visual architect—each track a space you inhabit rather than simply hear. His arrangements have the tension of architectural blueprints: precision married to instinct, steel and stone softened by ambient light. In GUITARWORKS II, the most recent installment in a sprawling instrumental odyssey, guitar tones unspool like distant telegraph wires, calling to mind Robert Fripp’s collaborations with Brian Eno, or the glacial drift of Cluster’s experimental soundscapes. It’s profoundly cinematic, yet never ornamental.

If Beckmann’s earlier releases (Stomp The Devil, Me and The Devil, Dealey Plaza Blues) reached back into mythic Americana—the open road, outlaw ballads, acid-washed folk visions—his more recent work tilts toward the abstract, replacing narrative with mood. This is music that understands how memory works: fractured, impressionistic, prone to bleed between truth and hallucination. The Mortal Prophets operate in that liminal space where you’re not sure if you’re dreaming, or just remembering wrong. 

Vocally, when Beckmann steps to the mic, it’s with a delivery equal parts Leonard Cohen confession and Bowie-esque theater—half-smirk, half-sermon. Lyrically, he trades in arcane symbols and sly allusions: 19th-century mystics rub shoulders with dive-bar drifters, and romantic longing flickers like neon through a rain-soaked windshield. He’s not afraid of obliqueness; in fact, he seems to revel in it. Where many contemporary songwriters flatten their work into algorithm-friendly hooks, Beckmann builds labyrinths. 

Part of The Mortal Prophets’ magnetism lies in its refusal to settle. One album might summon the humid ghost-blues of Junior Kimbrough refracted through a loop pedal; the next might drift into synth-heavy dream pop worthy of an early-’90s 4AD release. Beckmann’s collaborators—rotating players drawn from both avant-garde and roots backgrounds—expand that sonic palette, giving the project an almost shapeshifting quality. 
In a cultural moment where genre boundaries are largely performative, Beckmann treats them as haunted ruins worth spelunking through. His songs feel like dispatches from parallel histories of American music—histories where psychedelia never died, where blues never got sanitized, and where experimentalism didn’t have to hide in academic halls. 

The Mortal Prophets may never break into the Billboard mainstream, but that’s hardly the point. Their appeal is in the slow burn, the intimacy of discovery. Beckmann’s work isn’t built for quick consumption; it’s built for listeners willing to linger, to decode, to wander down the long corridors he constructs. In an era obsessed with speed and surface, The Mortal Prophets offer the opposite: a deep dive into the echo chamber of the self, scored by a man who seems to know exactly how to make the walls sing.

New tracks tagged #cascading