Chrono-Sonic Synesthesia

In Tomorrowland, the tale unfolds, Aoki on stage, his fate untold, A pill mistaken, a moment's haste, Through time's vortex, he was misplaced. 1920s Japan, he landed there, In ancient streets, a world laid bare, A beat yet unknown, a rhythm strange, Aoki's mission, the past to change. He taught the style, a bridge was built, Electronica's pulse, a legacy's quilt, Japan to Florida, the sound conveyed, A timeless dance, the groundwork laid. As the saga came to its rightful end, Back to Tomorrowland, time would bend, Aoki's return, a triumph bold, "Chrono-Sonic Synesthesia" told. A fusion of eras, beats entwined, A tale of time, a rhythm defined, The saga of Aoki, his legend shared, In ever...View all