A Little Death Metal Never Hurt Anybody

“Ok guys, since Panic! can't support while we’re in Florida up to Texas, I found another band. They're local and kind of small but they put up the by-on fee straight away plus a little extra. Now they aren't quite our genre but I think we can make it work," Mitch said as started scribbling on his clip board.
“So what are they like," Mikey eventually asked after a small silence.
“Well, some people would say metal.. But others would say rock. It depends who you ask.”
What are they called," Ray asked as he pulled his phone from his back pocket. They could tell Mitch was trying his hardest to avoid the topic.
“Something like the Lords of Salem or something."
After scrolling through pages of results referencing the Rob Zombie movie, there was a small side note mentioning the Asylum Lords.
“How about the Asylum Lords," Ray said sounding quite pissed off, earning a laugh from the rest of the band.
“Oh yeah, I think that's them," Mitch said, scribbling more notes down.
Ray clicked on a link to their YouTube page. It was filled with weird videos that didn't make much sense but eventually they found a music video.
It was like a bad combination between a really off tune death metal band and a screaming sheep.
“Yeah they are totally like us. You could almost confuse our two bands," Frank said sarcastically, as Gerard and Ray exchanged worried looks.
“This isn't going to work. Can you get them off the set list," Ray asked again.
“Actually, I can't. I already spent their by-on money.
“Are you fucking kidding me," Gerard snapped.
“What the fuck did you spend it on," Mikey asked.
“I had to pay for the ven-"
“What the fuck do you mean you spent it on the venue? What about the actual venue money," Ray yelled, practically jumping out if his seat.
“I under budgeted..." Mitch said sheepishly.
“Fuck this," Gerard said as he got up with Mikey following closely behind and left the office.
“I'm going to call our manager," Frank said as he stood up as well, leaving Ray sat in Mitch's tiny office in New Jersey.
“We tour in three damn days. Why are we only finding out about this shit now," Ray said as he leaned back in his chair and folded his arms.

Notes

Sorry its so short. I started writing this on my phone while I was waiting for some friends and, well, it looked a lot longer on a phone screen... Pretty sure the next 2/3 chapters are short as well but I will make them longer :D