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Daditude

Posted in music, photography with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on June 19, 2008 by Kevin Estrada

Max Cavalera
Phoenix, Az
February 26, 1993

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I was a huge Sepultura fan when I first hooked up with the band in 1988 on their first U.S. tour. Luckily their broken English was not a barrier – the band and I quickly developed a strong and lasting friendship that continues to this day. My connection with Max was very strong as he welcomed me into his home and private life. I spent a few weekends at his home, photographed him and Gloria as they received matching tattoos in their living room, and I was honored to photograph Max and Gloria’s wedding.

I received a phone call from Max, he had amazing news – Max was going to be a father. I was so proud and happy for Max and Gloria…almost as excited as they were. Nine months later I received another phone call…Max and Gloria wanted to fly me to Phoenix so I could shoot the first photos of newly born Zyon Cavalera and his family.

When I arrived, I felt so much love and joy in the house. I had never seen Gloria smile so much in my life, and Max was so proud. All of the other kids in the family, no matter their age, were just as excited about the new addition to the family. Max and I practically stayed up the entire night, talking, watching movies, eating junk food – just two friends catching up. The birth of Zyon really gave Max a new perspective on the world, his life and his music. He seemed much more focused and much more determined to take over the world.

The next morning I set up a nine-foot seamless backdrop in their living room and marched the proud parents in. Zyon was so alert and so cooperative, it was beautiful. I had never really dealt with kids before, let alone a baby that was only a few weeks old. At one point, Max got inspired and grabbed a sharpie and wrote “ZYON” across his knuckles. I told him to stick it out towards me while he held on to little Zyon. Max loved the word “ZYON’ written across his knuckles so much that a few days later he went and had his son’s name permanently tattooed on to his fingers.

The shot was magic…it turned out to be our favorite. The image really seemed to capture the strength and power that Max possesses yet it also showed the soft, fatherly side that Max was just beginning to discover.

Photographed in the Cavalera living room with my Canon EOS-1, a Canon 28mm-80mm f5.6 lens (top photo), a Canon 15mm fish-eye lens (bottom photo) and a small Novatron strobe light kit. Shot on Fujichrome Film.

Seeking Some Salvation

Posted in music with tags , , , , , , , , , on May 22, 2008 by Kevin Estrada

Sepultura
Arise Video Shoot
Mojave Desert
October 27, 1991

I hooked up with Sepultura in 1989, just as Beneath The Remains was working to establish them as the hottest name in extreme metal. I got along great with the guys and figured out how to converse with them despite their broken English. One thing that really attracted me to the band was that they always had a clear vision for raising the stakes album after album.

The band and I struck up a strong friendship quickly – perhaps it was the Brazilian in them mixing with the Latino in me…who knows, we just clicked. Max Cavalera asked me if I wanted to head out to the California desert and shoot some photos as they filmed the music video for the song Arise. We were in the middle of nowhere – the same desolate area that Charles Manson would often seclude himself in. Although the photos look like it was a warm sunny day, it was actually dangerously cold – the temperatures dropped below 35 degrees Fahrenheit. This caused huge problems, especially for the extras that hung from the huge wooden crosses, wearing nothing more than a loincloth and a gas mask. Some of them collapsed right in front of me, suffering from hypothermia and exhaustion. It was eerie, very biblical.

Dino Cazares (Fear Factory) and Billy Gould (Faith No More) had tagged along with the band as well that day, all of us not knowing what we were getting ourselves into. I remember all three of us huddling together like a couple of school kids, trying to stay as warm as possible between takes. It was so damn cold that my camera’s internal metering system started freaking out from the low temperatures. Once again, it was all guessing and know-how to get through a shoot. Desolation, hypothermia, Sepultura and Mother Nature are an incredible combination.

Photographed with an old vintage Canon F1 camera body and a cheap, no name 28-80mm lens. Shot on Fujichrome film.