Ed. Note: Listen, man. I just can’t talk about Big Max no more. Not until I see his bedreaded beastly looming over me with six string and screams and then maybe, just maybe, I can grant the swollen monster that’s been boot-stomping the filings in my head since ’96 a different perspective. Or maybe not. Maybe the prophecies are all true and the man is MAX is roar whether he be the head of Sepultura, The Cavalera Conspiracy, Nailbomb or Soulfly (as he was on this night). Todd’s not saying which drives me nuts but I try not to let on because that kid can capture a behemoth like nobody’s business. Now please dig, if you will, his pictures.
Soulfly @ The Regency Ballroom – 10.1.15