Do what you love, love what you do.

According to The Guild of Music Supervisors, a music supervisor is “a qualified professional who oversees all music related aspects of film, television, advertising, video games and other existing or emerging visual media platforms. . .”.  I received my first taste of this job in the summer of 1995 when I assisted the music supervisor of the MTV show ‘Road Rules’.  

While that seems like a lifetime ago, I have been watching the show “The Royals” on E! and once again thinking about what goes on behind the scenes, since I am not drawn as much to the characters or storyline, but the impeccable soundtrack that accompanies each scene.  I have heard a lot of new music thanks to this show:  Saint Raymond’s “Oh Brother”,  Novo Amor’s “Anchor” and James Arthur “Say You Won’t Let Go” just to name a few.  These songs remind me of a career path that I did not pursue.  Instead of following in the footsteps of Christa Miller, Liza Richardson or Lindsay Wolfington, I got involved with the live side of entertainment.   I have been stating a lot these days that I would never have been able to sit at my desk chair at Ticketmaster for the past 11 years if I had not gone on tour with five other smelly, music loving guys all chasing a dream.

Nas raps, "Everybody's lookin for somethin...Street dreams are made of these" and Hall & Oates sang, “What I've got's full stock of thoughts and dreams that scatter / You pull them all together / And how, I can't explain / But You make my dreams come true.”  My career path is a question mark for me at 41, but my boys' futures have not yet reached a fork in the road.  Since they have fortunately not lost the dream to be pro athletes, I look at them in amazement when they absorb all of the employment possibilities that surround them.  We have even started to discuss their potential first jobs – Aviv as a chef planning dairy, egg & nut free menu items at Mad Mex and Cobi as an instructor at The Climbing Wall.

Thankfully there is no rush and we can focus on getting past this week’s spelling test and math homework dealing with fractions first.  However, in the meantime, I will continue to daydream, listen to new music and think about its placement in the movies playing in my mind.  Cut to early morning Brookline, MA - the scene is my friend Danny racing on foot alongside the Green Line as it passes thru Coolidge Corner and Jon Bellion’s “Maybe IDK” is playing in the background.

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