The photo shoot would have been a rousing success without the addition of a half-dressed horn playing primate. But the boys of Max Rogers don't settle for awesome. They are perfectionists. From the neatly trimmed hairs on the Michael McDonald beard to the shiny gloss on the 1974 Jeffrey Dahmer blue blockers, everything in the band's universe is carefully orchestrated to emulate success, power, and raw sexual prowess. They're like the Large Hadron Collider, except instead of using invisible science particles, they smash hair, velvet, and monkeys together to answer important questions about our universe. So dope. You know your crew is fire when the only place they can photograph you is inside a sauna.