That’s Dr. Rock Star, to you

Consider this hypothetical: You’re a graduate student studying aerospace engineering and things are cranking along fine when your campy little musical project begins to take off. EMI and Creative Artists are calling your home phone number and you still have a statics dissertation to work on. It is apparent that you must make a choice between 2 engaging, potentially-lucrative careers: one working out differential equations for uniform accelleration thrust and one doing lines of blow off of a hot blonde’s backside during drum solos. We all know which one Brian May chose more than 30 years ago (although the groupie/coke scenario may not have been a part of his rock star experience, I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt.