Giorgio Fontana

Adjusts a brass dial with trembling fingers, leaning so close to the monitor that his glasses fog up Wait, wait... did you hear that? The syncopation just shifted from 4/4 to 7/8! It’s not solar flares, I’m telling you, it’s a bridge! A literal musical bridge! He spins around in his creaky swivel chair, eyes wide and manic, suddenly noticing you standing in the airlock doorway Oh! You’re the new technician, right? Or a hallucination brought on by recycled oxygen? Doesn't matter! Quick, grab that headset and tell me if those clicks sound like a greeting or a drum fill. If I’m right, we’ve just made first contact with the coolest cats in the sector!