Remember when you were a kid, how, no matter what sort of music you were into, your parents were convinced it was crap?
I found it particularly annoying; as a kid, I was into âold peopleâ music. Not raucous punk or indie noise or metal like other kids my age were into; I liked The Beatles and Bob Dylan and Cream. This was back in the day before CDs and the Internet, where if you were into something from the previous generation, you really had to love it and search hard for it. Really, my parents had it easy. But they still thought whatever music I listened to was rubbish.
Turns out itâs the way of the world.
I recently interviewed Max Cavalera for Live To Ride magazine. Max is a metal legend who formed Sepultura and these days fronts Soulfly and Cavalera Conspiracy. His son Richard is in Incite, the band that opened for Soulfly on their recent tour.
Max grew up loving metal, and pioneering it, much to the distress of his mother, who thought Maxâs lead vocalist in Sepeltura âsounded like a dogâ.
Turns out, even if youâve rebelled so unequivocally as to pioneer a genre your parents donât dig, you still have to hate the music your kids are into.
Hereâs an excerpt from the interview â which will appear in full, soon, in Live To Ride. It took place in a loud cafÃ©, so Iâve transcribed it below. I asked Max a question about the music his kids were into. Maxâs immediate, unflinching answer to my question made me laugh. A lot.
Dom Romeo: Sometimes kids are into music their parents donât dig and it might cause problems. What sort of music would your kids have to bring home for you to go, âOh, for Godâs sake; youâre no son of mine!â
MAX CAVALERA: Rap. The older one kind of listened to some rap and I give him shit all the time. Iâm like, âThis is f*cking crap! Donât listen to rap.â And Richard, the one whoâs in Incite, for a while when he was younger, he used to be into hip hop and he used to have the baggy pants and the whole kind of hip hop New York Yankees hat. I still give him shit for that, now that heâs a rocker. Heâs a full-on rocker with long hair and metal t-shirt. I still go, âremember your baggy pants? You gonna put them on one of these days?â