Flux Capacitor?!

Alright,

I'm sure you can imagine what our rehearsals are like. Have you seen Fight Club? Do you remember the opening scenes of V for Vendetta? Remember the lobby scene in The Matrix? Great, because they have nothing to do with our rehearsals (aside from a quotation here and there) but I'm glad you have seen these films or at least know the names now.

I digress. ADD. The fun disorder. The fresh maker? No. Anyway, allow me to paint a moment from our most recent rehearsal. Machine kicks into the second half of this really sweet tune whose name I am sure you will love when we debut it later this year. Man From Nowhere starts grooving over him creating an atmosphere of sound as well as keeping time. Everything stops.

Music nerd alert:

MFN and Machine start discussing the mathematics of putting a 3/4 time signature over the 7/4 time signature of that section. Feel free to do the math. This sentence as well as the preceding one are merely fluff assuming you took a moment to multipy up to 21 then broke down how many times each musician has to loop before they meet on the same down beat (7 and 3 respectively).

Uber nerd alert:

Meanwhile, Dirka and I broke into a discussion on time travel. That's right, time travel. I'm not sure how such a discussion starts but there we were discussing how time travel had been theoretically proven. I logically disagree with the theory despite loving the idea of time travel (particularly the Back to the Future movies). Dirka explained that the theory argued that time can be stretched and that if one could move fast enough then certain laws of time were irrelevant. I however refuted this, reasoning that no matter how infinitesimal the interval of time we stretch/manipulate, time would keep pace with whatever motion you make. Mainly being that speed is a measure of time and space. The function for stretching time (seconds > milliseconds > nanoseconds) would be equivalent to 'limit of 1 over x, as x goes to infinity'. Even then time would only seem to stand still. I doubt there is a particular speed of racing toward infinity that would make time seem to reverse. (Sidenote: I love the concept of infinity.)

Just as I was about to completely scissor kick the nail in the coffin I got a phone call. Turns out Doc Brown is alive!! And he's in 1855!! This is heavy!!