I like logic in time travel, though; which is why I can't stand Harry Turtledove. Dude thinks that replacing A with B is good enough. "Hey, let's make blond haired blue eyed people the slave race instead of blacks and Indians!' 'Hey! Aliens in World War II!' 'Hey! satyrs and centaurs in Constantinople!'
and then he doesn't do anything interesting with them. At least to me. I know plenty of people who think he's the shyt, though. But dumping white people down as slave race doesn't explain why they were chosen as the slave race, or what's happening in Africa and why nothing else changed except for that one small 'shock' point which isn't small at all.
Anyway, being the greatest songwriter reminds me of this painting:
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The ugly duchess. The joke the painter made is that everything she's wearing was fly as fukk -- 20, 30 years in her past. She's his Disco Stu. The joke for me is that it was painted so long ago I have no idea that she's supposed to be out of style, and that if I time travelled to 1413 instead of 1513 people would think she's weird in a different way, or even avant garde. Or dangerous to society. Or just wack.
So definitely, be Marty McFly. (Or the Thomas Edison of music, for a real life thief). Have a Plan B if your 1821 audience doesn't get your music, though, or want to string you up.

except ill take full credit and copyright my shyt 





