Kennedy, a lifelong music enthusiast, finally realizes his professional ambition when he becomes a marketing director for a smaller music label that is part of the Time Warner Music Group in the mid-2000s. However, all is not just hanging out with musicians and writing great PR bits and receiving recognition when "your band" goes platinum. In fact, it becomes a game of survival and professional backstabbing in an industry where being able to say "I discovered Led Zeppelin" might not even guarantee you'll still have a job the next day.

While still protecting himself by using clever nicknames for his coworkers, Kennedy delves into his life with the recording industry, but only so far. And that is the problem I have with this book... it doesn't go far enough. Instead of spending a chapter describing the picture frames you're buying, spend a bit more time on the failed projects, the bureaucratic red tape, and the betrayals that you seem to only glance at.

With just a little more flourish, this book could be fantastic, and a wonderful insight into an industry far too shrouded in secrecy.