Necropolis Nocturna

Neither was one dancefloor.

So Nosferatu Vox and the Chromabones did what any reasonable undead disco band would do:

they took the party to the stars.

Welcome to Necropolis Nocturna, the fourth album from Nosfera Disco Club and the latest chapter in an ever-expanding universe where vampires, skeletons, cosmic entities and questionable life choices somehow coexist under the same disco ball.

This time, the dancefloor stretches across galaxies.

Ghosts ride solar winds.

Ancient machines eat stars for breakfast.

Shape-shifting creatures steal identities between choruses.

And somewhere in the distance, a very confused astronomer is desperately trying to explain why entire constellations are suddenly dancing in perfect rhythm.

From the celestial glide of Orbit of the Undying to the explosive swagger of Black Nebula Boogie, from the chaotic celebration of Galactic Ghoul Parade to the theatrical madness of Cosmic Coffin Cabaret, every track opens another door into the strange and wonderful city of Necropolis Nocturna.

You'll encounter immortal lovers waltzing through empty space.

Neon prophecies flashing across the heavens.

Cosmic skinwalkers with terrible manners.

A machine called The Eternal Night Engine that absolutely should not exist.

And perhaps most concerning of all...

The Chromabones have somehow been given access to interstellar travel.

The results are exactly as irresponsible as you'd expect.

Blending dead disco, French-touch grooves, cosmic horror, gothic fantasy and a healthy disregard for common sense, Necropolis Nocturna is the biggest, weirdest and most ambitious Nosfera Disco Club adventure yet.

No astronauts were harmed during the making of this album.

Several galaxies, however, may never fully recover.

The dancefloor is infinite.

The night is eternal.

The bass is surprisingly loud in the vacuum of space.

Welcome to Necropolis Nocturna.