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Thanks to Trivium, I have had the privilege of being in countless magazines around the globe. Recently, I was published in the latest edition of Effilee (a fantastic German Food and Wine magazine) and I think I was more excited for this than anything in years.

Thanks to a dear friend and colleague/a&r-dude Ulf Zick (Apogee, Spotify, ex-Gibson) introducing me to Dr. Martin Tesch (from Tesch Wines in Germany (insanely delicious wine)), who connected me with Ursula Heinzelmann (http://www.ursulaheinzelmann.de/) – this was all made possible. 

I am proud to call Ursula a friend and food-soul-mate of mine, and her featuring me in Effilee was a new sort of accomplishment that I never imagined possible. Please pick up the magazine and cherish this bad boy like I do. 

Oberhausen, Germany

Germany does Christmas Markets unlike any place I’ve ever personally seen. In the States – yeah, we have shop windows that are all done up with plastic Rudolphs and dressed-up bearded-bikers with kids on their laps in the middles of malls; but in Germany – there are some seriously done-up little X-mas towns. Oberhausen I heard was known as having one of the best Christmas markets in Germany, so it was perfect that we had a day off there on the In Flames European tour.  Continue reading

A Michelin-Star For Matthew

Munich

There are only a handful of events in a person’s lifetime that can be considered as life-changing. For me, there are a few instances recently that truly stand out as something monumental… where I actually recall being in that moment thinking to myself “this is unbelievable… this is really something special.” The sort of moment where you know that maybe this will never happen again – and thankfully you were able to step outside of yourself for a moment and quietly observe the magic happening at that moment.  Continue reading

München

Deutschland

We arrived in Munich and awoke early, knowing we had a big food day ahead of us. Paolo and I met up with Ela and Dennis, and headed out front of the venue to meet with Laurent – a long-time supporter and worker of/for Trivium. Laurent is initially from France, living in Germany. He is responsible for much of the amazingness behind Trivium’s internet presence. He has worked alongside Trivium for years and years, helping get our word digital and online – he’s an invaluable ally to the Trivium organization, and it was time to grab a bite with him in his old stomping grounds.  Continue reading

Stuttgart

Deutschland

Having just wrapped up two mind-blowing shows in Sweden with In Flames (Stockholm had around 7,000 people; Gothenburg over 8,000), I flew into Germany a day early before the bus to meet up with some of my old friends. Ela and Dennis are two of Trivium’s biggest supporters and closest pals – if I am retelling the story completely accurately (and I hope I am) – I think the two of them met through the Trivium fan club, eventually began dating; created a “Trivium Car” (you may have seen that in press or in Germany); then eventually got married. Beautiful story if I do say so myself. I can confidently say that a Trivium show in Germany is not a Trivium show in Germany without them around – so it’s always a treat to see the two.  Continue reading

Jesse Leach, German Brats, Belgian Frites (part II)

L.A., California

I don’t know how other band-dudes’ relationships with their managers are, but I’d relate mine to that of a sibling’s bond. I look up to Justin and trust Justin like one would their older brother. Never have I been professionally steered in any direction other than the right one by him, and through his constant knowledge of food spots in his old haunts – I can certainly profess that J was one of the people responsible for putting me on the path that would lead to my food-fanaticism. Arcangel (his real last name mind you) lived in N.Y.C. when I first met him back in 2002 (initially only assigned to become Trivium’s entertainment lawyer, he later became co-manager and eventually sole-manager in 07/08), and he always seemed to have a vast array of knowledge of insanely impressive food spots. It seemed that every time we’d hang out for “band meetings” or what-have-you… we’d always be eating well. I wanted that spider-sense.  Continue reading