This is actually the origin story of Judge Reinhold’s character in Beverly Hills Cop
I keep thinking about how deeply weird the existence of the Blues Brothers is. Two comedians start a semi-joke on SNL that’s mostly an excuse to feel like legit musicians, then they end up opening for the Grateful Dead and record an album that goes platinum. Then Dan Aykroyd, that wonderful weirdo, writes this whole bible of mythology for their joke music personas and they make a blockbuster movie featuring Aretha Franklin, Ray Charles, and Carrie Fisher with a bazooka, and it’s both total nonsense and genuinely amazing. None of this makes sense. I love it.