Everybody knows someone like Frank Craft, the eternal outsider, the resolute sort whose off-center goals compel him to howl against the prevailing winds. He's not your prototypical "natural, " but will work his hindquarters off to realize his dreams, whatever they might be.

James and Frank are friends. Good friends. They are also great musicians. James is the definition of a prodigy. With little-to-no training, he's mastered the entire woodwind family, trumpet, trombone, guitar, and piano. The quantity and quality of his talent is almost frightening. Conversely, Frank is, well, Frank, who, driven by an obsessive love for jazz and an abiding love for his high school dram girl molds himself into a helluva percussionist who must constantly fight his own limbs to achieve the perfection he so desires.

After a rocky start, their band signs a major label recording contract and are thrown into a recording studio where they wax an album highlighted by the stalwart single, "Guess What."

As "Guess What" begins its steady climb up the charts, the band takes to the road where their life becomes a blur of sold-out shows, lustful and worshipful listeners, interminable bus rides, power struggles, petty arguments, and head-spinningly brilliant music. James, the band's front-man, is forced to deal with the fallout of sudden adulation, while Frank, the band's heart and backbone, is forced to deal with James' expanding ego which threatens to tearapart both the band and their friendship.