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eBook Category: Horror/Humor
eBook Description: A rock-n-roll booking agent finds a cryptic new act called Vlad and the Impalers, and their lead singer in the long black cape is an instant hit with the night-prowling audience.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: The Ultimate Dracula, ed. Byron Preiss, David Keller, and Megan Miller, 1991
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2003

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Words: 3111
Reading time: 8-12 min.
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The Beatles?

Yeah, I remember 'em. Especially the little one--what was his name?--oh, yeah: Ringo.

The Stones? Sure I booked 'em. That Mick what's-his-name was a strange one, let me tell you.

Kiss, Led Zepplin, The Who, Eddie and the Cruisers, I've booked 'em all at one time or another.

After awhile, they all kind of fade together in your memory. In fact, there's just one group that stands out. Strange, too, since they never made any kind of a splash.

Ever hear of Vlad and the Impalers?

I didn't think so. Hell, there's no reason why you should have. I never heard of 'em either, until Benny--he's not exactly my partner, but we kind of cooperate together from time to time--calls me up one day and says he's picked up a group and do I have any holes in the schedule? So I look at the calendar, and I see a couple of gigs that are open, and I say yeah, what the hell, send their agent over and maybe we can do a little business. Benny says they don't have an agent, that this guy Vlad handles all the details himself. Now, if you've ever had to deal with one of these jokers, you know why I wasn't exactly thrilled, but the lead guitarist from this futuristic Buckets of Gor band has been hauled in for possession and I don't see anyone racing to make his bail, so I tell Benny I've got half an hour open at three in the afternoon.

"No good, Murray," he says. "The guy's a late sleeper."