Middle-America, 1999. After a grueling tour that has left them emotionally drained and flat broke, the four members of The New Agenda make it back to their dilapidated home, they have nothing in the fridge, nothing in the bank, and nothing in the future but a whole bunch of questions. “How the hell are we gonna scrap together next month’s rent?” the drummer, Tommi, asks the group. “Well maybe we’d have some cash if we had an album to tour,” says Dom, lead guitar and vocals, “When is Nik going to finally finish writing something?” Nik shouts back from the kitchen, “I’m WORKING on—” but Tommi cuts her off. “How are we supposed to book a show if nobody ever wants to practice?”
