Lena pressed a key, and a warm, resonant chord rang out. The sound was unmistakably the M1—rich, full, a bit gritty, just as she’d imagined. For a moment, she was transported to a studio in Osaka, watching a teenage prodigy tweak a synth dial. The adrenaline surged. She quickly loaded a drum loop and layered a bass line, letting the M1’s brass patches soar over a gritty house beat.