The Lost Alamos?

The ghost of Long Strong Abercrombie, who haunts my garden shed, ever searching for his lost secateurs.

Pokemon Go.
Honestly, I thought that game had died out years ago; but just this week, I’ve seen two feral gangs of Go-ers lurching around the sidewalks with their eyes glued to their smarter-than-we-are phones, punching the air and shouting “Got One!” at frequent intervals.

Weeeeelll…I can promise not to rickroll you.

Oh.
I thought you wanted witnesses from Japanese 能 Theater.

You…Have to Rock and Roll All Night
and Party Every Day!

It already is, but because we know When, we can’t know Where it is integrated, so we just have to guess.