FALSE PROPHETS
Blessed are the damned, for they make the best crowds.
JUDAS
sarcastic, apathetic, rebellious
Lead Vocalist
from: Dallas, TX
Judas Creed, the enigmatic frontman of False Prophets, brings a raw, unapologetic intensity to the stage that has become the band’s trademark. Born Paul Creed, Judas channels his pain, anger, and disillusionment into every lyric, weaving tales of rebellion, rejection, and the deep scars left by religious trauma. He abandoned his given name years ago, embracing the title of Judas—a fitting moniker for the outcast he’s become and the faith he’s long since left behind.Known for his dark, soulful voice and stage presence that borders on confrontational, Judas is both the heartbeat and the hurricane of False Prophets. His lyrics, often biting and unfiltered, capture the anguish of being the overlooked child, the broken believer, and the lost soul wandering in search of purpose.Despite the band’s rise to fame, Judas remains a deeply private and conflicted figure, haunted by memories of his past and the ghost of a lost first love. He is a man who, despite the chaos and noise of the spotlight, still catches glimpses of his past in every smoky bar, every late-night drive, and every raucous crowd.Fun Fact: Judas is known for his dry, often sardonic sense of humor and has a well-documented habit of stealing lighters from his bandmates.
LAZARUS
slimey, button pusher, kind of a jackass
BASSIST
From: L.A., CA
Lazarus Crow, the brooding, dark-humored bassist of False Prophets, carries the weight of his past in every resonant note he plays. Born Michael Crow, he shed his given name after nearly a decade of self-destruction and survival on the streets, choosing 'Lazarus' as a tribute to his own near-death experiences and countless resurrections. The name serves as a reminder that even the dead can rise again, a fitting mantra for a man who has overdosed four times and clawed his way back to life each time.On stage, Lazarus is a towering, shadowy presence, often lost in the music as if exorcising his demons with each low, vibrating chord. Offstage, he is a man of few words, preferring dark humor and long silences to small talk, though his dry, cutting wit often catches those around him off guard. Despite his rough edges, his bandmates consider him a fiercely loyal brother, a man who has seen the abyss and chosen to keep fighting, one note at a time.Fun Fact: Lazarus has a collection of old, battered notebooks filled with scribbled lyrics and half-forgotten memories, some dating back to his earliest days on the road.
ABADDON
eccentric, manic, chaotic
GUITARIST
From: OKC, OK
Abaddon Cross, the intense and enigmatic guitarist of False Prophets, is a man defined by the chaos within his mind and the art he creates to escape it. Born Daniel Cross, Abaddon took on his new name as both a shield and a declaration, embracing the darkness that once threatened to consume him. Known for his blistering solos and haunting riffs, Abaddon’s playing style is as unpredictable and captivating as the man himself.Though he rarely speaks in interviews and avoids fan interactions, those closest to him know Abaddon as a deeply loyal friend, fiercely protective of his bandmates and haunted by a past steeped in religious trauma and mental illness. His music is his outlet, a way to channel the chaos in his head into something tangible, something powerful, something that drowns out the whispers that still echo through his mind.Fun Fact: Abaddon has a collection of tiny wooden and clay figurines he carves in his rare moments of calm, finding peace in the small, precise movements required for the craft.
SOLOMON
quiet, steady, peacekeeper
DRUMMER
From: BOSTON, MA
Solomon Peck, the relentless and rhythmic heartbeat of False Prophets, is the foundation upon which the band’s chaotic sound rests. Born Samuel Peck, Solomon shed his birth name along with the shame of a deeply conservative upbringing, choosing a moniker that reflects both his strength and his silent wisdom. Despite being the quietest member of the band, Solomon’s presence is impossible to ignore when he’s behind the drum kit, his precise, thunderous playing driving the band’s sound to the edge of madness.Offstage, Solomon is a man of few words, preferring to let his music speak for him. He’s the steady hand that keeps the band grounded, a silent guardian with a wry sense of humor that only those closest to him ever get to see. Though he rarely opens up about his past, his bandmates know that every beat he pounds out is a small act of defiance against the life he left behind.Fun Fact: Solomon has a ritual of tapping out drum patterns on every available surface when he’s nervous, often driving his bandmates to the brink of madness during long drives between shows.
ICHABOD
non-committal, flirty, haunted
KEYBOARDIST
From: Seattle, WA
Before he became the band’s quiet, introspective keyboardist, Ichabod was known as Father Gregory Phelps—a priest who walked away from his faith and his vows. Growing up as the youngest of six siblings in a cramped, creaking house on the edge of Seattle, Gregory found his solace in the chipped keys of an old upright piano and the flicker of candlelight dancing over his mother’s makeshift shrine to the Virgin Mary. It was a small comfort in a world that often felt too heavy, too rigid, too suffocating.As a young priest, Gregory tried to be the kind of change he wanted to see in the world, but the cracks in his faith widened with every whispered prayer, every lonely night in the cold stone halls of his parish. The final blow came when the woman he loved, a fiercely devout nun with a laugh that echoed through the empty church, died in a car accident just days after they abandoned their vows to be together. She was his lifeline, his second chance, and her death shattered what little faith he had left.He spent weeks kneeling by her grave, his whispered apologies lost to the rain and the wind, his fingers tracing the letters of her name until his knuckles bled. It was there that Judas found him one rainy night, cutting through the cemetery on his way back to the motel where the band was staying. The encounter sparked an unlikely camaraderie, and Gregory found himself laughing for the first time in weeks as he shared his story over whiskey and cigarette smoke in the band’s cramped motel room.It was Abaddon who suggested the name Ichabod, a grim nod to the biblical phrase meaning "the glory has departed." The name stuck, and Gregory left his old life behind, becoming Ichabod—the shadowed, introspective soul of False Prophets, whose quiet, haunting melodies echo the ghosts he still carries with him.Fun Fact: Despite his somber vibe, Ichabod can still play every hymn he ever learned from memory, though he usually only does so when the guys bet him he can't.