A lotta people crap all over Max Cavalera's post-Sepultura project for its lack of continuity, but in my humble opinion his penchant for experimentation - tumbling into mellower reggae and world to prove he's not just some shouting nu-metal head with an anger problem - is his saving grace. The first half of this record will please dissenters, since Soulfly sticks to a barrage of solid ragged riffs, simple grind and shouting about stuff. About midway through Mars ("The god of war! You bow to me like you did before!" - tee hee), the meandering starts in earnest as the song digresses into a flamenco guitar solo. Moses brings in guests Eyesburn from Serbia and moves onto Roma and reggae turf. From there, it's up and down. His downfall is certainly his simplistic and obvious lyrics, but there's enough here to prove he's a great musician.