It has been said that The Blues are a mystic form of music. The music of an enigmatical journey. One with it’s own gods and goddesses, hero’s, warriors and demons.

From the story of Balaam Foster’s Fiddle, Robert Johnson at the crossroads to The Stone’s Sympathy for the Devil, we hear hints of the supernatural in this intoxicating music, music with the power to transform and transcend even the most common of lives.

The Greek myth of Orpheus is also a tail of the power of music, and the power of love. Returning home from his band’s three month road trip, Night (Orpheus)discover that his wife CC has been overcome by a frightening illness. This illness not only renders her tired and forlorn looking, but it seems to have stolen her soul as well. His once loving wife seems distant and angry, almost resentful that he has returned from his journey across country.

When CC dies from the venom of heroin, Night must decide his own fate by continuing to play with his band, or by venturing into the city of the dead to try and win back the woman he loves. Weighing between his two passions, Night chooses to confront death and reclaim his beloved. And in this journey to hell, he encounters many strange, almost otherworldly denizens of the twilight. Plying them with his intoxicating music, Orpheus makes his way into the darkness to confront Hades, the very god of the dead, himself.