I Want To Be Starting Something

All I wanted to do tonight was catch a glimpse of Adam Copeland, the lead singer of The Most Wanted, the guy who saved my life with his lyrics. I can't even afford a ticket to the show, so I'm stalking the buses, praying it doesn't rain. When a stranger offers me a free ticket and a backstage pass, I don't even ask if there's a catch before I'm looping my arm in his and following him inside.

Turns out Ozzy's on a mission of his own. As a music manager, he's hoping to corner the masked and highly reclusive opening act for a chance to offer them representation, and he thinks a super fan like me could be his secret weapon to win the band over.

Seems simple enough. We go backstage, meet the musicians, then go our separate ways.

But when our backstage passes get revoked because I may have broken some rules, we're forced to get creative. As we search for back doors, corruptible roadies, or any avenue to the musicians, our shenanigans become increasingly risky. We might land in jail, but we're having fun, and we're fast becoming the biggest fans of the two people we haven't been shamelessly stalking: each other.