The black beard which fanned out across the neck of his stillsuit hood like a wild delta contained flecks of grey, but his eyes carried that same whiteless intensity they’d presented to her on their first encounter in the desert.

a nugget of wisdom

“They wanted to know what part of Africa my parents hailed from,” Caesar said. “How was I to know? He said I had the nose of a Beninese.”

It's a lot harder to write music and to get more melodic and try to actually have songs within those heavy, droning, angstful power chords.