Friday, May 19, 2017


In 1997, Max was a writing machine. He crafted Eye For An Eye, Primitive, Tribe, No, and a whole slew of songs, that are unreleased and buried in the back of the archives. A pirate treasure chest full of songs with vocals, sleeps calmly. I stashed them for Zyon and Igor and the rest of the kids to discover, one day in the future. The lyrics to many of them were too heavy for our weary backs, at the time...

One of the songs was a rough version of Head Up. Max had thrown some grunts into the music and added the words SOUL FLY. When the Deftones asked Max to collaborate on a track about Dana (who was a good friend of theirs), we flew to Seattle. Terry Date was at the helm and the 7 of them crafted the track.

Once home, and after we had secured a record contract for Max's unnamed infant, I asked Max for a band name. People had been suggesting crazy names and Max was going through several books of foreign words, but I didn't agree to any of them. It reminded me of him looking for Zyon's name, when I was pregnant. Once we heard Head Up, I suggested he use the name Soulfly. We were thick with emotions from Dana's death. Soulfly was a word with no genre. I could hear the crowd chanting it. It was Max's word...and we all know Max is the Master of Combining Words Not Normally Used Together! When he discussed it with Roadrunner, he was met with much negativity. It swayed him to keep searching. Gradually other people around us started suggesting the same. When his sister, Kira, suggested he use it, he agreed.

Max and I travelled to France for a TV show. We were met by a Roadrunner rep, who accompanied us to the station. Max had it planned to announce the name, because France had supported his departure more than any other country. They even chose him as the Artist of the year for 1997, and he had no band! He let it out during the filming and I saw the RR rep wince. Max and I chuckled later, but knew it was the beginning of the New Beginning. If you close your eyes, you can hear it...Soulfly! Soulfly!! Soulfly!!

Class dismissed.......

Friday, May 5, 2017


When I think of what we were doing in 1997, I must say, it has been quite a journey since then. The early months were writing and repairing our family's breakdown. The Max and Gloria Cavalera family was one seriously blown up engine!

When Max began coming out of the bedroom with songs like Eye For An Eye, No, Tribe and Primitive, I knew we were going to make it. I secured a killer, 5 record deal for him, and soon he was in the studio. He had a makeshift band, with no band name, and a hell-of-a lot of faith. Boom!

Since it was Max's formula on Roots to use Indigo Ranch Studio to record and Andy Wallace to mix, he felt comfortable using this equation again. This time, however, Max had something he didn't have when he recorded Roots...he had fire burning inside! He was ferocious!

As the recording drew into the final days, we began to notice little Igor changing rapidly. He developed an unquenchable thirst, an appetite loss and lack of energy. It was not gradual. It swept in like the tide on Malibu Beach. In fact, a couple days earlier, we were all playing on the beach. Igor wandered into the midst of these giant rocks. I could see bits of trash had blown into the rocks, along with remnants swept in with the tide. "Get out of there Igor! You are going to catch a disease!" It was only days later that he started changing. When the diagnosis came in that he had Type 1 juvenile diabetes, we all stumbled.

The day after Igor was released from the hospital, it was Roxanne's 14th birthday. We were having a party, Igor was home, but covered in Chicken Pox, and on top of that, we were administering the dreaded finger pokes and shots. I was at the kitchen table, holding my head in my hands. My best friend, Kristen, sat with me. "What can happen, next?" I wailed! As I looked up, our son, Jason, walked past, inhaling the helium from a ballon, with a big smile on his face. In a brief second, he collapsed on the ground, eyes rolled back in his head and body rocking violently on the ground. His little arms were bent like a begging pup! I dialed 911 as fast as I could. And then I realized....all was going to be okay in our was just another day...

Class dismissed......

Friday, April 28, 2017


June 3, 1995 was finally here!  I wasn't gonna miss that show for anything!  True, in order to be able to get on the plane, I misinformed the airline about how close I was to Igor being born.   I am not sure about the rules now, but in the '90's, it wasn't recommended for pregnant women tp fly during the last month of the pregnancy.   I guess you could say I had a bit of a waddle.  I also had 2 year old Zyon attached to my hip, and Roxanne, and Richie.  Christina was accompanying Alex.  We were all going to Holland to see Nailbomb!



At the festival site, the press was  hot on the heals of Max and Alex.  For 2 days they had done every top mag in Europe!  This day they only had a press conference, and after it was over, they brought the 120,000+ fans carpeting the countryside far as your eyes could their knees!!





If you are lucky enough to get your hands on a copy of the Live At the Dynamo DVD of Nailbomb's performance, you will see the ruckus, the fans and yours truly, experiencing one of the sickest sets in Metal History.  This is the stuff legends are made of!!

Class dismissed....


Friday, April 21, 2017


As was custom with the Dynamo Festivals, many bands were asked to play a small club the night before their festival appearance.  Nailbomb was no exception.  The Club Hollywood, in Eindhoven, was the chosen launchpad.  A tiny, dark club, that would soon be stuffed with fans who were lucky enough to even get a ticket!  There were more people outside the venue, than were inside, that night!



I really will never forget that brutal show!  When Alex hunched over and started singing Sum of Your Achievements, it was the top of Mt Everest!!  " Everyone knows God Hates," brought me back to our living room and Max recording from the TV.  Feels good to be a punk loser, spilled its rum soaked birth onto the stage.  Even Richie came out, on Cockroaches and I think he was a bit shocked. It was the first stage appearance of his life.  He wasn't on the side any more; he was out front.  When you are 8 years old, the world has a much larger perception to your sponge brain.  You soak it all up, but in a different view than adults have!  I could barely breathe; it was all so heavy.



That show will always be one of the best gigs I ever witnessed.  The vibe was dark and hateful and hilarious, all at the same time!  The fervor of the fans outside, rolled in like a high tide!  Christina, Roxanne and Richie were all with me near the stage.  We could see Dana in the center of the pit and I could feel Igor nesting in me.   We had all witnessed firsthand, the birth to adulthood of this massive force!  Nailbomb in the house!!!

Class dismissed.....

Friday, April 14, 2017


Moving along towards the Dynamo Festival, there was much preparation to do. Choosing the musicians, rehearsals, advancing the show details, flights, gear, you name it, it had to be organized. Nailbomb had never played before so every adjustment had to be carved out. This wasn't goofing off in the nanny's bedroom any more. This was a festival with over 100,000 people! It would be the sum of our achievements!

While I was working on the flights, and preparing the rider, Max and Alex were choosing band members. I would be making laminates for the 2 shows and they were reaching out to musicians. Christina was sorting the merch and show details wth me. It was all unfolding nicely. Because the band was a hate project, we laughed a lot! Seriously! It was all about shock and awe! It was a funny kind of hate, actually. We were disturbed; hate was reality!

Max had a list of musicians compiled. It wasn't the easiest thing to do. Some of the tracks were done on drum machine, so we had to find a drummer who could imitate this precision drumming. We settled on Barry Schneider, a drummer from a South African band named Tribe After Tribe. He was very well known for his click track skills. Peligro from the Dead Kennedys and Iggor Cavalera, would both split drumming on the remaining songs. Dave Edwardson from Neurosis would slam the bass; Rhys Fulbar from Front Line Assembly; would man the keyboards, and Scoot from Doom would add some action!

Next I had to collect the info to send in the rider. For those of you who don't know what that is the list of requirements a band has, to perform a show. It is usually the PA, lights and monitors, security, hotels, things like that. And don't forget the catering info! We have always been pretty simple in our catering. We don't ask for stupid things like a bowl of red M&M's, or round bread. We did have some fun with the Nailbomb catering rider, as you can see. After all, we were in Holland.....

Class dismissed......