The Best Job in the World
I regularly consider that I have the best job in the world. It is too exciting to explain, too confidential to disclose, and so unpredictable to define.I am sitting on plane from San Diego heading back to Toronto listening to the Kill Bill soundtrack on my iPod and enjoying every moment of it. It triggered a comment from Mark Oestreicher last night as we watched Nacho Libre (classic Jack Black) that he is going to have to pick up the soundtrack.
Imagine having the job of getting to pick all the music to a movie. You would get to listen to music for hours on end and to research every bazaar old and new band out there to capture the experience.
That is one of those jobs that you would not have to work a day in your life...or maybe its just a romantic thought and the reality is there is a poor employee somewhere that just searches a predictable database.
Music does shape our perceptions. Have you ever noticed how the world appears based on the music you are listening to?