The second video unfolded right on the heels of the first, captured effortlessly on an iPhone, held vertically—an idea that wasn’t mine, but rather Tamari’s, my skilled cameraperson. The scene was elegantly simple: Greek yogurt delicately poured into a glass, adorned with honey, walnuts, and sour cherries. What intrigues me about this unassuming footage is the story behind its music. As the final edit neared its one-minute mark, I punctuated shots of an empty glass and the finished masterpiece with titles proclaiming “from here to here in just 60 seconds,” or something of that sort. Where did I turn to for the perfect auditory companion? Ah, the soundtrack of “Gone in 60 Seconds” beckoned! Amidst its dozen tracks, one found its way to perfect harmony with the visual rhythm—with a gentle tweak, it danced effortlessly alongside the imagery. And what did I glean from these initial forays into videography? Perhaps, in the pursuit of the ideal score for my amateur creations, the realm of cinema holds the key—their melodies, inherently cinematic, seem tailor-made for my endeavors.