Ah yes, the hex tex. Or the hex mex? The lads and ladies of the rancheros driving herds by night, resting in hex havens by day. Until one marshal finds a victim and starts a hunt for lies, blood money, mind control and a spirit song of a nation unlike any other.

The more I thought of it, I realized that they'd never be able to have shootout duels at high noon, so they'd perhaps call it Midnight Low when they'd settle their scores

What a great title though, right? Vampire Cowboys at High Moon.

Perfect. High Moon.