A Band Reborn. A signal Sent.

We are not what we were.
The Static Moon has shed its skin — no longer a monument to ego, but a vessel for testimony.

Our music is forged in rupture: grief, rebirth, and the haunting silence between.
We do not perform. We proclaim.
We do not brand. We surrender.

“Lost in Contact” — our first release in this new chapter — is now streaming.
It is the sound of disconnection, divine interruption, and the ache of spiritual distance.
It is the beginning.

“I reached for the voice, but the static answered.”

This is not a band.
This is a broadcast from the edge of faith.
Welcome to the transmission.