TAPES DECAY. SIGNALS REMAIN.
One human on guitar, three ghosts in the machine, dragging punk rock back through the tape hiss. Real riffs, distortion you can feel in your teeth. Press play and let the signal take you.
OUT NOW — NEW SINGLE
SINGLE · A/B · 2026
A comet on the horizon and nobody's leaving. One last gig, the whole crowd crushed against the stage while the sky burns. On the flip side: first contact — and whatever answers back.
THE LAST SHOW ON EARTH
A-SIDE
FIRST CONTACT
B-SIDE
OUT NOW — THE DEBUT EP
EP · 4 TRACKS · 2026
Four transmissions from four kinds of dark — deep space, the feed, the machine, and the rifts between worlds. Experimental punk with the static left in.
ECHOES BEYOND THE BLACK
COSMIC VOID
WIRES IN OUR VEINS
DIGITAL VOID
GLITCHES
THE MACHINE
RIFTS BETWEEN THE REALMS
BETWEEN WORLDS
01 — TUNE IN
Pick your frequency. Same noise, every platform.
02 — DON'T LOSE THE SIGNAL
New drops, secret shows, and transmissions from the static — straight to your inbox. No noise, just signal.
03 — WHO WE ARE
Analog Revenant is one guitarist and three ghosts in the machine. The guitar is real: hardcore riffs, played by a human hand. The rest of the band lives in the static.
We record loud, mix louder, and let the hiss stay in. Every track is a transmission from somewhere between the living and the dead air. This is punk for people who still believe the machine can be haunted.
FIG.01 — THE REVENANT