Friday Ad Haiku: Advertiser Narcissism
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You've got to hand it to the foaming-at-the-mouth moral zealots. They know how to market themselves: hone in on the biggest target you can find, grab their ankles, and don't let go.
Ad Age reports that a group called the Resistance Manifesto (sounds like a punk band from the Eastern Bloc) got their bibles in a bunch over the exposed woman bits in Starbuck's throwback logo. Apparently the pissings and moanings of a fringe group of 3,000 and others of its kind have sufficiently spooked the 'bucks: they've decided not to use it in certain areas of the country (read: any state that serves as the set-up to a trailer park joke) and have reworked the logo to obscure the mermaid's, ahem, water jugs:
Caf._______________Decaf.
You know the story. The team puts together a campaign that is so good, you're sure someone's going to think you stole it. I mean, this campaign kicks other campaigns' asses and steals their milk money. It's funny. It's poignant. It captures the essence of the client's product, dramatizes it so deftly, you could've etched it onto Leo Burnett's frickin' tombstone, and no one would've protested.
And then it goes to client for approval by committee, which, as far as I can tell is a lot like getting neutered by a mob, one clumsy snip at a time.
At least, that's what I've heard. Our clients don't do that.
He says, "It's approved."
If it's OK with his boss.
And his boss's boss.
M.M.McDermott, ACD/Copywriter/One Man Show
Previously in the the Friday 5-7-5: Tech Support
When we last we met, I was chastising DirecTV for blatantly and shamelessly ripping off someone else's creative. But today I'm here to praise both Chevy and Subaru for putting a new spin on an old idea and creating some brilliant comedy in the process.
We've all seen the typical sexy female spot selling beer, cars, burgers, etc., under the pretense that these products somehow correlate with these women. If you need a refresher, take a look at this spot from GoDaddy.com or Paris Hilton's Carl's Jr. commercial. But on to better things.
This is a commercial for the Chevy HHR you may remember from 2007 Super Bowl. It took the concept and flipped it, featuring scantily clad men, although I don't think they were going for much of a sexy factor here. It's not the best commercial I've ever seen, but it took the concept in a different direction. So kudos for that.
Now this spot for the 2009 Subaru Forrester I've watched three times already and laughed every time. It takes the concept of the sexy male car wash and goes a step further...by putting those men in diapers and re-enacting all of the slow motion car wash commercial cliches to a hot soundtrack, and knocks it out of the park. Warning: this ad may not be safe for people with sumophobia--the fear of large men in diapers.
--Captain Awesome, Project Specialist
Here at the Ad Agency Confessional, we have several on-going series. And this is one I'm probably most passionate about--originality and blatantly ripping off good creative. Because as time goes on, from the page to the screen, it feels like the are less and less original ideas. And what passes for "creative" are bad parodies, rehashed bits, and routines so tired clowns with seltzer bottles think they're lame. I was actually brainstorming the inaugural piece for this segment when I saw this DirecTV commercial. Now I think John Michael Higgins (the funny guy in the spot) is a hysterical actor, as are several of the other Christopher Guest players that have appeared in these DirecTV commercials. But this 2008 ad rips a joke straight out of Anchorman (2004). Of course, if you're going to rip off comedy, Anchorman isn't a bad place to start.
At about 0:51 seconds is Paul Rudd's statistical explanation of "Sex Panther's" effectiveness.
Click here if the player doesn't work.
And at about 0:13 seconds, DirecTV owes Anchorman a thank you.
DirecTV, for shame.
--Captain Awesome
In Baltimore, we've been accused of doing things just a little bit different. Chalk it up to the small town mentality with the big town population. Or our staunch pride in our colonial heritage. Or the fact that we lead the nation in heroin addicts per capita.
Either way, you may have tuned in to our little horse race this weekend. Have it every year. And though the pomp and circumstance of finely-bred animals battling to secure their spot in sports history is something to behold, it pales in comparison to the beer orgy that plays out in the infield. Picture Lord of the Flies being re-enacted by a cast of 100,000 as horses run around it all day long, and you've only scratched the patina of what makes the event so...special.
And of course, there's this:
It's only a matter of time before someone sponsors this.
The Renegade Running of the Urinals. It sings.
Previously in the Baltimore Experience: Our lawyers follow the golden rule , Spammer tries to out-tout me, and Sonic gives us the ol' half-peace sign.
M.M.McDermott, ACD/Copywriter/1999 Preakness Purple Heart
Oh, we blame your magical rebooting of the great and powerful server every time the printer jams or our email won't send, but without you who would reset our PDAs and explain the difference between turning off our monitors and turning off our computers? Seriously, there's a difference.
So to the guy whose keycard is never more than a foot away, draped around the nape of his neck,
The Friday Haiku: Tech Support
Broke my computer,
Must be your fault. You should've
Known I would do this.
Are we idiots?
Maybe we love to complain.
Or perhaps we like
The twinkle in your
bloodshot eyes. But without you
Here--Lord of the Flies
--Captain Awesome
Last Week in the Friday 5-7-5: The Fridge Raider
If you’re thinking the gentleman on these water bottles looks a lot like Jesus, you’re right. The product is called Spiritual Water, and it’s regular old bottled water with a scripture passage on the label. It hasn’t been blessed. It isn’t fortified. It’s water, but the idea is people could use those spiritual reminders. And where’s an easy place to put those spiritual reminders on something many people use every day?
I have to say, the concept makes sense. However, products like Spiritual Water, Testamints and Bible Gum all play into a tricky area—the convergence of religion and consumerism…or capitalism. On one side, you say you’re trying to do something positive. On the other, you’re making money off a product that plays into people’s devotion to their faith, something that runs far deeper than simple brand loyalty.
Further evidence that Ukraine is NOT weak...when it comes to messaging anyway. Warning labels on their cigarettes have all the gracefulness of an armed robbery.
The above picture is of Bill Bramanti of Chicago Heights, IL. Because of his love for finely crafted Pabst Blue Ribbon beer--headquartered only an hour away in Woodridge, IL--at the tender age of 67, Bill had this custom coffin made, modeled after a can of his favorite brew.
When I first read this article I thought the coffin was made for him by Pabst due to his loyalty to the brand, which is pretty obvious. (He's already tried the coffin out. He fit.) I thought, how brilliant is that! A company responding to brand loyalty in kind, especially in the Midwest where people eat up loyalty (and old school American beer, see PBR, Budweiser, Miller High Life). Turns out he paid for it.
However, this could be an interesting marketing move for Pabst, who also owns some serious old-school brands like Old Milwaukee, Piel's, Schaeffer, Schlitz, Schmidt's and Stroh's. Yeah, Pabst owns all of those. What better way to give back to a customer base that made PBR one of the top beers in the country through the 1970s!
And why stop with Pabst? Americans LOVE their beer. And have you ever tasted Budweiser? I love beer too, but I'd rather drink old milk through a used sweatstock. Still, it's the most popular selling beer in the country--the world. Granted, giving away coffins might lead to thoughts of Hey, it's the least we can do. We helped put you in here. So perhaps coffins aren't the way to go. But what's more American than sitting around some grilling meat with friends and a few cold ones. So give back! I want to see more giveaways of beer-branded barbeques, trailer hitches, chest waders, gun racks and hunter orange (trust me, it'll work).
Know your audience people! Marlboro knew this, and through Marlboro miles began "giving away" branded tents, pool tables and leather jackets. I still have a Marlboro CD player, and I only smoked for like three weeks back in 9th grade. Of course, "the man" stepped in and cut them short. But beer companies, there's an audience out there that already loves you. So give back to them. Keep their love. Lest, they be wooed by the frightening cyber-waitresses of Heineken.
You've been warned.
Oh, but Bramanti doesn't plan on kicking it anytime soon. So what does he do with his sturdy, new living room conversation piece? What else--use it as a cooler, fillled with refreshing Pabst Blue Ribbon beeer. That guy's awesome.
--Captain Awesome, Project Specialist
"I'm not bad. I'm just Photoshopped that way."
By way of: PsD.
Speaking of Photoshop: Redbook hates Faith Hill just the way she is.
M.M.McDermott, ACD/Copywriter/Clone Tool
Read more...I suppose this is one way to get more visitors to your rural vegetable stand. Come for the sweet per'taters, stay for the sweet release (or to observe the most intense point in the resolution of a storyline if you're, like, a dork).
Thanks to intrepid poet (and dirty old man) Charles R. for the pic - and for destroying my Rockwellian vision of the country.
They are both masseuse and tormentor. Bitter and sweet. Caffeine...and the thing that makes us want more caffeine. One minute, they can be like a catnip lasagna to Garfield and the next, make you feel like a weary, dying camel that's been roaming the desert for weeks before finally seeing an oasis, only to realize that oasis is a farm...a farm growing the sharpest, heaviest hay on the planet. {Ed. note: Just say no to drugs, kids.}
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