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atomic punk // e.m.
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“We’re starting a new event program,” your boss slammed a flyer down on the bar in front of you.
“A what?” You picked it up, squinting at the font. It said LIVE MUSIC WEDNESDAYS AND FRIDAYS. FIRST GUEST CORRODED COFFIN. The imagery had a bunch of skulls and bats plastered all around the scribble of letters that you assumed was the band’s logo.
“Corroded… coffin?” There was no way you were reading that right.
“Sales have been shit, and they booked us every Wednesday for, like, a month,” he sighed. “They’re some local metal band or something.”
“You booked a metal band,” you stared at him incredulously. “Every week this month?”
“Fans means a crowd means tips, alright?”
You made a mental note to pick up earplugs next time you were at the store.
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