Joseph Signature Arts is the sonic embodiment of resilience, mystery, and creative evolution. With a back catalog spanning more than two decades, Joseph’s music was once lost in time — never published, never heard — until now. Formerly known as Kindle Styles, he was forced to rebrand after losing digital identity space to tech giants. That hard-earned lesson in ownership became the catalyst for Joseph Signature Arts, a name rooted in personal truth and built to last.
In 2025, Joseph released Dead Poet, a 35-track debut album that showcases his vast artistic range. The project is more than an album — it's a reintroduction to a body of work shaped by lived trauma, transcendental experiences, and encounters with the unexplained. Through ambient soundscapes, haunting melodies, and reflective interludes, Joseph reclaims his voice — not only as a musician but as a storyteller, philosopher, and performer.
INTRODUCING: SAUCERMAN
Saucerman is the spectral voice embedded in the Dead Poet mythos — a walkie-talkie-toned narrator, ghost-DJ, and archivist of forgotten sound. Introduced in the Cassette Tape tracks, he appears as a radio operator managing the Tape Extraction Project, on a mission to rescue lost analogue recordings labeled as Pink Beams — fragile remnants of music that once vanished from time. He’s more than a character — he’s a bridge between timelines. A lone time traveler moving through corrupted frequencies and magnetic decay, reviving the lost art of the young dead poet. Each of his transmissions brings structure to the chaos, decoding reel after reel of broken audio, fragmenting identity, and cryptic memory. With every distorted interjection, Saucerman becomes more than a voice — he becomes a symbol:
⚡ The only one who could travel back and save the art that time erased.His radio-toned effects, distorted tape warble, and mechanical commentary memory stone voice logs add a signature sound layer — eerie, guiding, almost sacred — giving the album its backbone and setting the stage for the albums to come.“Time is fragile. Sound is sacred. Joseph and the universe is missing Kindle Styles. I'm bringing it back.”
— Saucerman
🔥 FROM KINDLE STYLES TO JOSEPH SIGNATURE ARTS: A PERSONAL STORY
Before there was Joseph Signature Arts, there was Kindle Styles — a 15-year-old Arizona kid with a mic, a band, and a burning need to experiment. Kindle Styles was born from a fire: “Kindle” to ignite, and “Styles” thrown into the flame to destroy genre, form, and expectation. It began in rap-metal bands, transitioned through hardcore and thrash, and eventually settled into an alchemical fusion of sound. With rhyming dictionaries, turntables, and self-interview tapes, Joseph transformed teenage angst into a living archive.
But on October 21, 2010, everything changed.
That was the day a paternity test confirmed Joseph was a father — a 99.99% certainty that ended the Kindle Styles era instantly. The moment was recorded in real time, captured in his home studio, and later preserved as part of the Tape Extraction Project. The studio became a nursery. The amps went quiet. The music was too loud for babies. The guitar was silenced. Then sold. The spark dimmed — but didn’t go out.
He turned to film school. Then photography. Then business. All creative outlets adapted to family life, but Joseph’s identity as an artist blurred. In 2013, he filed the name Joseph Signature Arts with the State of Arizona — reclaiming authorship of his voice by using the name printed on his birth certificate. It became his trademark, his LLC, and his promise: If my name is on it, it’s built with intent, skill, and soul.
But there was still something else.
As he dug through old tapes, Joseph uncovered lost recordings, unfinished sessions, and strange interviews from a forgotten self. The voice was different. Detached. Inspired. Uncontrolled. It wasn’t Joseph.
It was Saucerman.
A fictitional time-traveling archivist? A cosmic persona? Maybe both. Saucerman emerged from the audio dust to finish what Kindle Styles started — a wild, unfiltered force that didn’t care about brand polish or business optics. Where Joseph had to hold the foundation, Saucerman was free to burn through it, to resurrect the forgotten, to revive the Pink Beams.
From those rediscovered tapes came a new sound, and from that sound came the debut album: Dead Poet.
It’s not just an album — it’s a resurrection. A time capsule. A mirror of a man who gave it all up to do the right thing, and later gave everything again to bring the fire back.
WHAT ARE PINK BEAMS?
Pink Beams are lost signals of creation — unreleased tapes, half-written lyrics, experimental recordings, forgotten beats produced, memory stones forgotten in time. They’re moments of genius captured but never published.
“If it was meant to disappear, why it still here?”
The Silence
"Don't let your inner child burn down when lost at play on desaturated playgrounds"
"I didn’t quit music — music quit me. It had no room left in the house."
The Discovery
I started realizing I have way too much stuff that's never seen the light of day. This video was made when I separated with my ex-wife.
"The reels still spun. The files still existed. The music never left — it was just waiting to be found."
The first time Saucerman's voice returned through a speaker.
Saucer Man Jam Session - Lyrical Songwriting experimenting with melodies, tone and styles.
Working on a few melodies while writing. Yes, sometimes you have hum, mum or talk in tongues to those words out.
🪐 THE MISSION
of Dead Poet & The Tape Extraction Project
Dead Poet is not just an album. It’s a re-entry.
It reintroduces my voice after a decade of silence — a voice buried under fatherhood, sacrifice, and survival. These 35 tracks are the first wave of a massive archive I once thought was gone forever. They are recovered fragments, emotional blueprints, and raw sketches from a younger version of me who was never supposed to make it back.
But he did.
This album also serves to preserve the legacy of Kindle Styles, my original artistic identity — the firestarter name I built in high school bands, late-night beat sessions, and genre experiments. Kindle Styles never got a proper goodbye. Dead Poet is his epilogue and his echo.
These tracks give unfinished creations the ending they never got. Each one was frozen in time, stored in locked safes, lost across forgotten hard drives, or left behind during studio shutdowns. Now, they’ve been recovered, indexed, and brought to life — often through distortion, glitches, and tape hiss that prove how close they came to disappearing.
And through all of this, one voice guided me: Saucerman.
He is the time-traveling archivist, the walkie-talkie-toned narrator, the only being capable of returning to the past to recover Pink Beams — songs and sounds that would have been lost to time. Saucerman manages the Tape Extraction Project from the shadows, decoding reels and narrating the rebirth of the Dead Poet. He is not bound by business, image, or reality. He is chaos, fire, and memory.
This is only the beginning.
