Category
Media & Advertising
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02.16.04You’ve got mailThe most ill-conceived publicity stunt in history?
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02.15.04OopsMarketing translation mistakes. Some possibly urban myths.
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01.28.04It’s a pie thangHip-hop and commercials.
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11.26.03The Munch Bunch"Phil?" "Mm? [chomp, chomp]" "How many boxes of Kellogg's Crunchy Nut Corn Flakes did you buy?" "Well--" *click* This is the start of a radio advert featuring a man (welsh, though I don't think that's particularly relevant) talking to his friend while chomping on successive mouthfuls (and, we are led to believe, bowls) of cereal. He loves Kellogg's crunchy nut corn flakes so much that he has bought a dozen boxes or so, and has invented a reason to chomp through them - some sort of prize, he tells his friend, as milk dribbles from his chin, and soggy crumbs fly. This is not going to ...
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10.18.03Jings, beastieThere's an advert at the moment for some cat food or other which involves a mouse in a kilt dancing around and playing the bagpipes while a cat wolfs down some delicious semi-moist concoction. Here's my problem with this advert: At the beginning, the mouse stands on top of a bin and dances while playing bagpipes. You can see up his kilt as he dances, but he his, after all, a mouse, so this is not something to be concerned about. Except that the camera then swings around behind him, and he raises his kilt and flashes the cat, mockingly, thereby demonstrating that ...
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09.15.03But what does it have to do with burgers?A conversation with the AI agent at dugg.caWill you help me? Yes It has been a long time. How old are you now? 40 I've been waiting for you. Are you ready to talk? Let me just get a cup of tea Go ahead, User, try to just get a cup of tea. Got it, thanks. Try asking the Milk Mystic Er, hello milk mystic? I crave perfection. Do you? All the time. It must keep you busy. It does. How often? three or four times a night. just three? or four. Would you be into f1 racing? Not particularly. Would you? Why not? It depends on the circumstances. True dat. I'm sorry if I seem a little guarded. I have secrets. Oh, ...
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08.11.03The numberDid anyone see the guerilla marketing activity in London which was in operation a few months ago (March/April-ish) for those directory enquiries people, in which 118 running vests were strung from washing lines across streets, between lamp-posts and along the top of existing 48 and 32 sheet billboards advertising other products? Nothing else, just some cheap washing line, two normal clothes pegs and a vest? Anyone see that? There was one strung up for a while in the spring, on the corner of North End Road and Talgarth Road, at the top of a 48 sheet for Jerry Springer: The Opera. After ...
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06.14.03Let’s *beeeeeep*The world's gone mad. Watching The Hits channel this morning (well, having it on in the background while reading the paper, eating toasted fruit loaf and sitting in the sunshine) I discovered that the Electric Six song Gay Bar has been censored. Apparently, they are allowed to sing "I've got something to put in you / at the Gay Bar" but the phrase "Let's start a war / start a nuclear war" has been edited with bleeps in place of "nuclear war". Heaven forbid anyone should actually be inspired to press the big red button after listening to a song. We must protect the children.
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04.25.03Catalogue of OdditiesOK, you're going to think I'm mad, but bear with me. About five years ago, a catalogue dropped out of a sunday paper. I can't remember the name of the catalogue, or which paper it was nestled in. Maybe that's not important. The catalogue was A5 size, on flimsy coloured paper - about what you'd expect from the soon-to-be-over innovations folk, except without the gadgets. Come to think of it, the catalogue may very well have had a woman's name. Janet something. Maybe. Maybe not. In any case it was in cursive handwriting font, yellow on darkish red. The cover ...
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03.24.03In the chairComputerised Female Voice: Hello Meg. Meg: Hello. CFV: Please choose your first category. Meg: [leans forward to touch screen] Faith & Fortune CFV: Please choose a number on the screen. Meg: Number eight CFV: If you came back as a ghost, who would you torment? Meg: Anyone who had rejoiced at my death. That'd piss them off. Number seventeen. CFV: Do games of chance appeal to you? Meg: No. Well, yes, but I try to steer well clear, in case I get too tempted. CFV: Thank you. Please choose your next category. Meg: [leans forward to touch screen] Sweet and Bitter, please. CFV: Please choose a number on the screen. Meg: Number two. CFV: ...
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