I don’t know about you but I love music.  In high school I was into big area shows like The Who, Areosmith and ZZ Top.  But when I moved to Seattle I discovered a wild underground punk scene and a whole new world opened up for me.  That’s when I realized that music wasn’t just for big rock stars. Anyone could tap into the energy of music.

I wanted so much to be involved. I was terrible at guitar but I was good with a camera so I took photographs. Going to shows and hanging out with bands was like being in a crazy family.  I found myself falling in love with some really fucked up people.

The amazing thing is, there’s a huge music scene going on right now that I think a lot of people aren’t aware of. The underground never dies! The NY Times even had a big piece on Women in Music recently.  I started thinking about what it would be like to be a young woman today, hanging out with bands and falling in love with all the wrong people.

As an outsider myself I always could relate to the manager. They were the ones responsible for keeping things together. Not that they always could.  So I started thinking about a band manager. What if she desperately wants to secure her band a record deal, but can barely get through a practice without an OD?

Would she be willing to do what ever it takes to get her band noticed? Or would she be dragged down by the craziness that fuels the music. And to make matters worse, what if she falls in love with an enigmatic loner and decides to bring him along on the tour, threatening to destroy her relationship with the band.

I’ve always been a huge fan of movies about the struggle to survive in the music business. Think The Commitments, Almost Famous, Control and even Spinal Tap.  And more recently, I loved Sing Street and Frank, two great new films set in the indie music scene.