Doctor Beat
My dad had his cateracts done this week. As he walked out of the surgery and into reception, Jimmy Cliff comes piping through:
“I can see clearly now, the rain has gone.”
You couldn’t make it up. The hospital staff swore they didn’t have any ailment-related mixed tape and that the songs played and the treatment received by patients was purely coincidental.
This might not be such a bad thing for morale. What if treatment centres played music depending on the treatment they gave out.
Your local family doctor could blare out James Brown’s “I Feel Good” to patients on their way out of the office. I’m thinking like consultant already. Outside the box, and everything, with win-win outcomes. Other no-brainers:
Plastic Surgeons: “Bette Davis’ Eyes by Kim Carnes”
Ambulance Drivers: “Alive, Pearl Jam”
Stress Consultants: “Uptight, Stevie Wonder”
Osteopaths: “Twist and Shout, The Beatles”
Vets: “Monkey Gone to Heaven, The Pixies”
February 21st, 2005 at 5:50 pm
Waiting for a Train by Flash in the Pan, perhaps, as the hold music for National Rail Enquiries?
February 24th, 2005 at 3:06 pm
“Stayin’ alive” by the BeeGees for the Emergency Room?
Even better, the remix by N-Trance. Just watch all the Gangsta wannabees hit the floor when the machine gun goes off at the end of the track…