Band Thinks The Record Label Is Paying For Everything
Dinner before the show.Big table. Big spending.Max leans over and says, “You know you’re paying for all this, right?”The band laughs it off.“No, man. It’s the record company.”Meanwhile the label reps are ordering everything. Expensive wine. Full menu. No hesitation. Just stacking receipts like it’s free money.Max and Brad are in the corner splitting a sandwich, watching it unfold.Every bottle. Every entrée. Every round.Recoupable.The band had no idea. They thought the label was treating them. Thought it was part of the deal. Free night out. Celebration energy.Later that night?The show…
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