Hannya Sutra Syndrome

When the Singing bowl rings like a cymbal, the world in that room stops time and begins to move.
The voice is a flashlight that illuminates the labyrinth, a lifeline that keeps one from falling off a cliff, and sometimes an eye mask that blocks one's vision.
Many cities have rooms where mantras are chanted.
In most cases, the room's inhabitants have compelling reasons for chanting.
I think it is a typical Tokyo scene.
I think the act of chanting and the act of dancing to rock and roll are very similar.