Chino Moreno is deep into explaining his point when it happens.
“I don’t think where we are right now is something we’ve been fighting and fighting for,” he says. “It’s more that we have always just…”
The Deftones frontman suddenly trails off. From behind the orange tint of his sunglasses, his eyes start darting as he begins tracking something. His face softens.
“Look,” he says quietly, in full David Attenborough mode. “There’s a deer.”
Bathed in sunlight, a beautiful deer is strolling nonchalantly down the middle of the tree-lined road beside his house. A Portland resident of six years, Chino – dressed in a crisp white tee and sporting a sharp goatee – shifts his position on his garden patio to get a better look.
“One was in my backyard the other day, eating my wife’s garden,” he