Dov Kelemer's look into an aspiring rock band in the L.A. music scene is as stomach turning as a movie can get without showing any blood and guts.

Instead, the blood and guts can be found in the eyes of the six members of the-band-you've-never-heard-of NC-17, a sort-of harmonized post-grunge combo with a violinist and a gravelly-voiced lead singer. Having moved from rural Michigan to Los Angeles based on the promise of a record deal, brothers Frank and Vince Rogala and Robin Canada (then known as Exude) thought everything was going their way. Said record deal evaporated, though, and the band found itself more unknown than ever. Ten years later, they're still at it, now with five members (including the violin), a new name, and nothing to show for a decade of work.

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