Born in the distant jungles Tanzanier, the brothers of uke were abandonned by their real parents in, coincedentally, the exact same postbox. After opening a parcel for an oxcetalene torch they busted out and went on the streets. There they were taken in by a friendly group of racoons who raised them like they were their own. Taught them how to scavege through bins, groom each other and most importantly, the way of the ukelele. After turning 84 (in racoon years) they decided they should make something of themselves and travelled thousands of miles to seek their fortune. Thats where they met Sticky Greenz who encouraged them to record their beautiful songs. They did.
"Like Jimi Hendrix but on more drugs" - Seoras Strain
