The Last Place Champs saga starts in the dark ages of the 20th century; the 80s. Four young rebels rocked the nation with tidal waves of catchy melodic power. Their no guff attitudes quickly got them in trouble with the law. Told by authorities to "cool it", the young rockers slipped out of the public eye and settled down to have children a la Arnold Schwarzenegger's "Junior." Their childbearing years behind them, they turned once again to the world of Rock 'n Roll, after, of course, a short stint as the ever popular A-team. They exploded back onto the scene with such amazing hits as "Pickin' up the Pieces," toppling the charts of TRL. As Optimus Prime, they starred the Grammys, winning 3 major awards, including one for best new rock band. But just when you thought nothing could stop these guys, a slight copyright oversight on the part of Optimus Prime led to a long, drawn out legal battle with Hasbro™. The dramatic court case climaxed as a million eager eyes laid upon the young musical pioneers boldly exclaiming to the corporate giant "Well... we didn't want that name anyway..." And thus it was, the situation forced upon them, and a little timely inspiration by one of the band member's parents in the form of some weak ass bowling, led to the formation of the revered Last Place Champs. They hit the ground running, shaking up the system with a barrage of songs powerful enough to rip your heart right from your chest. Their new soon-to-be platinum (soon-to-be released) album, is being hailed by critics as "some kick ass shit". Rolling Stone said, "Yeah, like, if Christ were to make a rock album, I'm pretty sure it would sound something like this." What's next for the Last Place Champs? Only time will tell, but one thing's for sure; it's bright, bright like a fucking firefly.