Little Caesar seemed to have everything going for them. Signed to powerhouse Geffen Records at the height of the late-'80s hair metal craze; armed with a solid, Bob Rock-produced hard rock debut; and with wunderkind producer John Kalodner (the man responsible for Aerosmith's miraculous rebirth) guiding their career, the Los Angeles-based quintet was poised to ride the dependable, normally smooth-running Geffen production line on the fast-track to stardom. But there was one small problem: Little Caesar weren't the most handsome bunch. Ugly? These guys were scary even by heavy metal standards. Grimy-haired, covered in tattoos, and looking like a gang of Hell's Angels, the band was never given a chance by the MTV generation; and before they knew it, their albums had stiffed, their record company had abandoned them, and the public had all but forgotten they existed.