All this by Dorothy-June Fraser
Dave= drums, Heath=vocals, Tim=guitar, Denyss=bass, Frank=guitar ( in no particular order...)

Ahhhh.
The ever-burgeoning music scene in Vancouver. It really goes to show how wonderfully different life in this city can be.

After an evening of free food and liquor at a big art show, I was firmly on my way to the DTES, ready to interview the newest band on the scene that’s ready to explode all over us, hopefully not in green oozing goo.

LAST PLAGUE.
Yes, that’s a good name. So, let’s start with that: what kind of imagery do we all come up with there? If you hadn’t already guessed, I went to ooze. Goo. Oozing goo. Right. However, the music lacks this quality and instead, makes me feel better than any bursting pustule could.

The originators of Smurfcore, Last Plague may play hard, but are so much with the silly. During my hours spent in the jam space with the band, I participated in the normal routine of practice, except it was weird, no longer being the friend, or the girlfriend, but the interviewer. Luckily, I left my digital recorder on the whole time, so I could hear every last minute. Including when I was taking photos. Great. Fast Forward.

With Heath, Dave, Denyss, Frank and Tim's combined energy, Last Plague promises to blow some eardrums with their heavy style and reborn metal/hardcore sound. The floor of the jam space building itself, is riddled with cigarette butts, garbage and some other questionable debris; seeing as we spent some time trying to find a good spot to shoot some photos, the labyrinth of the building became suddenly became clearer to me.

So we shot some photos. And talked. Beer runs. Slight, but not incriminating drunkenness.

"My name is Heath. I like, started this band with Frank and Tim, and then like….boom. And then this guy from the Black Halos was calling us up…whatever. And then this guy from Ontario [Dave]. And like, yeah."

Well-spoken, no?

"When you lose, don't lose the lesson", was Denyss' lovely quote from His Holiness, the Dalai Lama. Consider him saying this wearing extremely tight pants looking rather, ahem, unholy. But apparently, it was a direct quote. But this was preceded by an argument for the mic, and (here's my best direct quote) ,
"There's been far too much alcohol involved. And not enough pussy."

Frank, the soft-spoken big-eyed cutie one plays guitar claimed he had absolutely nothing meaningful to say, although with my knowledge of guitar players, it's usually the quiet ones who have the fastest fingers…tit for tat?

Dave plays Drums.

Tim needs no introduction, and at the time of the interview was a little tipsy, and so, I had to pull the mic out from directly pressing against his mouth as he related several things to me, all of which had nothing to do with the actual band itself.

Safe to say, there's some depth here, but really, let's focus on the music.

I like. I like much. Loud and tight, put together with musical finesse and a slight smell, maybe the jam space, maybe they don't do their laundry enough. OK, fine. That one was a joke. I am a joker.

But it is safe to say, with heroes of hardcore like Last Plague around town, we're in for a surprise. A good one, too. Something to revitalize the tired and drink beer to.

CHECK THEM OUT FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 3rd AT PUB 340!!!
Remember, they kick ass and will soon rock into orbit and fly around all over doing their proverbial "thang"- so you should come see them…when they're here.
Like, on NOVEMBER 3rd AT PUB 340.

Did I mention that's a FRIDAY, and that FRIDAY happens to be NOVEMBER 3rd?
AT PUB 340.

Sorry, I couldn't fit that in with a sentence.

Just go. You will not be disappointed.

Friday.
Yes.