Alexander's favorite Latin phrase had always been carpe noctem. Seize the night. And so when he is kicked from his band and has to figure out a way to get back at them, he decides making his own band is his best option. But when he has to go to some of the weirdest places to find anyone able to actually play, he starts regretting his decision. There is no way he can whip his new team into shape before the upcoming battle of the bands. And yet, here he is, trying to do exactly that.