"Oba don see weytin he like." "My child cry first… I’m your mother, I will bare it!" Eyes were fixated. Chin resting on fist. Hearts leaning into every word, every rhythm, every raw emotion. Even the drummer seemed to transcend the physical, immersed fully in the world of the Benin Kingdom. It felt like witnessing a classical Disney musical accompanied by a live orchestra only this was African. This was true. This was intimate.