Man, by the time they figure out a way to reconstitute a dead person, with memories intact, we won't be living in this solar system. I hope your frozen contract has a relocation clause.
Hey, you are not paying any cover charge here for the entertainment. And you are getting just what you paid for.
Fortunately for me, I have been recruited to have my brain preserved... in a mason-jar filled with 20yo bourbon aged in white oak barrels. There will be no change in my personal electro-enchapalic activity. So they say. Sometimes ya just gotta throw caution to the wind I guess.