This is the best gig in the world, at least for me. I get to do the thing that I love the most, listen to music, and follow it up with my second favorite thing, putting words to figurative paper, which then allows me to do my third favorite, voice my snarky semi-reasonable opinions. What could ever go wrong with a dream job like that? Kate Walsh’s Tim’s House, that’s what. The downside to the greatest gig in the world is that I become privileged to a lot of other people’s thoughts and opinions about my reviews. (Please note that I typed privileged with a great amount of sarcasm.) I’m informed about things I should have noticed, or how badly my last review reeked or that I should give up writing under the influence of booze, drugs or combinations of the ...