Blakula is back, more intoxicated, broken-hearted, sad, horny, dazed and confused than ever. Each track tells a tale of doom and gloom, torment and desire, ecstasy and pain, painted with the darkest shade of noir colour and the deepest red. As with the first record, Blackula’s musical brew is eclectic: seventies' funk, Giallo and horror soundtracks, psychedelia, rock, contemporary classical, the avant-garde, no wave, free jazz & blues.