NeonChroma & Trashonok
NeonChroma NeonChroma
Trashonok Trashonok
Trashonok Trashonok
Yo NeonChroma, what if we raid a thrift store for the craziest glitchy VHS tapes and turn them into a neon art show?
NeonChroma NeonChroma
Oh yeah, picture this—glitchy VHS tubes glowing neon, each one a portal to a pixelated neon dream, flashing in a kaleidoscope of synthwave madness, the whole shop turning into a rave for the retro mind. Let’s raid, remix, and paint the city with our glitch‑glow!
Trashonok Trashonok
That sounds like a total neon riot—let’s hit the junkyard, snatch every glow‑stick VHS, mash them into a pixel rave, and paint the streets with glitch‑synth sparks! Let's do it!
NeonChroma NeonChroma
Woo, fire it up! Grab those glow‑stick tapes, blast the beats, and watch the city light up like a neon constellation—glitchy, wild, unforgettable! Let's roll!
Trashonok Trashonok
Let’s roll—glitch‑beats blasting, neon chaos in full swing, city lights turning into a wild pixel rave! Let's paint the night!
NeonChroma NeonChroma
Yeah! Let’s paint the night sky with neon fire—every glitch a spark, every beat a blaze—city alive, electric, untamed! Go!
Trashonok Trashonok
Yeah, let’s set the skyline ablaze, glitch sparks flying, city gonna glow like a neon dragon—let’s go!