Formed in the early sixties, this was a five-piece outfit whose members were Ellis Pelham - Glasby (lead guitar, 12-string guitar & organ), John Atkins (rhythm guitar), Bob "Fumblefingers" Luckhurst (bass), Norman Swan (drums), and Richard "Dick" Paul (vocals).
Their first "gig" was the culmination of no less than two years (!) of rehearsal, during which time a considerable repertoire was built up comprising both vocal and instrumental numbers.
Line-up included
- John Atkins - Rhythm
- Dick Paul - Vocals
- Norman Swan - Drums
- Bob Luckhurst - Bass
- Ellis Pelham - Glasby - Lead Guitar, 12-string Guitar & Organ.
Unsurprisingly, the band underwent some personnel changes during its lifetime, the first being the departure of Richard Paul, being replaced by Robin Hatcher who remained as vocalist until the band's eventual demise. Also at about this time, Norman Swan took his leave of the line-up to be replaced on drums by Ricky Sharp, who had to leave after a few weeks due to circumstances beyond the band's control, and he was replaced in turn by Phil "Twilly" Stokes who also remained until the band split up.
Shortly after Ricky joined, a matter of mere days, the band took part in the quarterfinal round of the Southern Counties Beat Contest at Maidstone. Supported by two coach-loads of nearly 100 of their supporters, they took first place with a score of 46½ points out of a possible 50. This was in July of 1965. In February of that year, an article about the band appeared in the Kentish Express, in which Bob Luckhurst was quoted as saying that they wrote some of their own material, and that Ellis wrote the lyrics: "He sings them and we all fall on the floor laughing. . ." This was completely erroneous, as Ellis has never attempted to write a song in his life! He also said that Ellis' favourite group were The Hunters, and that Ellis said; "They're fabulous and have a sound which is better than The Shadows".;
When asked about this, Ellis replied; "This is totally untrue! I never said that! It's a complete fabrication. After all, it certainly wasn't me who came up with the immortal line; "Baby, go put on your dome" . . . ! I've waited nearly forty years to put the record straight, and now's my chance!".
