and the stars will all come out

September, 1998.

It's a possibility that Los Angeles will kill Dave Grohl. Not only are the Foo Fighters without a record label, they're also down two band members, and so far one half of 1998 is a blur from being drunk at flashy parties and concerts every night, and the other half is miserable from a daunting bout of writer's block threatening to end Dave's career. With nothing left to lose, he gathers Taylor Hawkins and Nate Mendel and does the unthinkable: he moves back to Virginia and buys a house to build a studio in.

Meanwhile in quiet, dull Virginia, Landry Clarke is stuck. The band she plays bass for is failing, and the woman on lead vocals is nothing short of evil. Her parents don't speak to her. Her childhood best friend is grappling with addiction and could die at any moment. A gifted songwriter, she's afraid to share her lyrics with the people that matter.

Everything is made more complicated for Landry when she meets Dave Grohl, and everything is made more complicated for Dave when he meets Landry Clarke. Two people who have nothing left to lose, a musician and a songwriter, a man and a woman.

And, well, they both really should've known what happened next.