A Saturday evening in Yoyogi Park always brings out colorful characters who appear as if they have been suspended in time. Slick, greased hair, wearing tight fitting leather jackets and jeans, dark glasses and donning tattoos, these Rock and Rollers take the wide eyed onlookers to a different period in time. A portable boom box blasts some tunes while they twist the afternoon away taking turns so that different groups get to do their thing.
Although I was not in Japan in the 70’s, someone told me that Ueno Park used to be full of music groups performing on the weekend. What I love about Tokyo is that today as well, one can still get to see fragments of nostalgia as if it had never disappeared.