Joe Kool was off the beach - out to make his fortune in the restaurant game. Feeling dejected, his best buddies Jake, Elwood, Bernie, Gary and the boys sat in the sand gossiping about Joe Kool’s undeniable, yet-to-be-proven success. They needed to make some cash and came up with an evil plan. Why not force Joe to take them all on as the house-band at his new joint?

The Band line-up was so Wrong, so very Un-Kool. There was Mustafa, the lead guitarist - who never quite made it in the pro surf circuit so he learned to play the Oud. Karl, a retired Swiss banker, joined the horn section with his 3-metre Alphorn.  Jake had his amplifier and little else. Bernie blew a paper wrapped comb, a truly valuable addition to the horn section. Gary - a specialist on the spoons - became Mr Percussion and then there was Skippy, the didgeridoo player from ‘Stralia - who could have been a champion surfer, mate. Elwood turned out to be a master on the Hawaiian conch shell. The other boys lined up with their weird and weirder instruments that are yet to be identified.

Since none of them could play for quids – The Band fit right into the general groove at Joe Kool’s. “The world’s worst restaurant, home of lousy food and overpriced drinks” was now complete with some seriously bad music. But, what d’ya want for nothing - a rubber biscuit?