Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Where were you in 1996?

Apple was here:

To see what some other brands were up to with their 'new media', as it was then (and sometimes still is - sigh) called, click here

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Wolf like me

Nothing to do with advertising, this. Just a cracking song.

I've become a bit obsessed by it since hearing it on the new Absinthe Films snowboarding dvd, Optimistic.

As is the case with most live versions, it's pretty hard to make out the lyrics. So I've printed them below.

Just a sample reads:

Got a curse i cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish


There's not much wrong with this song. Incredible vocals, fearsome drumming, rocking, dirty guitar and one of the band is sporting what must be one of the best beards in Brooklyn.

The chick singing along is Katrina Ford of Celebration.

If you dig it, hunt down the studio version. You won't regret it.

Wolf like me - TV on the radio

Say say my playmate
wont you lay hands on me
mirror my malady
transfer my tragedy

Got a curse i cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish

My mind's aflame

We could jet in a stolen car
but i bet we wouldnt get too far
before the transformation takes
and bloodlust tanks and
crave gets slaked

My mind has changed
my bodys frame but god i like it
my hearts aflame
my bodys strained but god i like it

My mind has changed
my bodys frame but god i like it
my hearts aflame
my bodys strained but god i like it

Charge me your day rate
ill turn you out in kind
when the moon is round and full
gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your
mongrel mind
baby doll i recognize
you're a hideous thing inside
if ever there were a lucky kind it's
you you you you

I know its strange another way to get to know you
you'll never know unless we go so let me show you
i know its strange another way to get to know you
we've got till noon here comes the moon
so let it show you
show you now

Dream me oh dreamer
down to the floor
open my hands and let them
weave onto yours

Feel me, completer
down to my core
open my heart and let it
bleed onto yours

Feeding on fever
down all fours
show you what all that
howl is for

Hey hey my playmate
let me lay waste to thee
burned down their hanging trees
it's hot here hot here hot here hot here

Got a curse we cannot lift
shines when the sunshine shifts
there's a cure comes with a kiss
the bite that binds the gift that gives

now that we got gone for good
writhing under your riding hood
tell your gra'ma and your mama too
it's true
we're howling forever

What do you think?

Sunday, January 27, 2008

A Monday morning joke that will make you feel better about your working week

This spoof news story followed the real ones about how the French derivatives trader at Societe General HQ in Paris managed to lose 3.7billion Euros.

Friends of rogue trader Jerome Kerviel last night blamed his $7 billion lossses on unbearable levels of stress brought on by a punishing 30-hour week.

'Kerviel was known to start work as early as nine in the morning and still be at his desk at five or even five thirty, often with just an hour and a half for lunch. One colleague said 'He was, how you say, un workaholique.' I have a family and a mistress so I would leave the office at around 2pm at the latest, if I wasn't on strike. But Jerome was tied to that desk.'

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

WTF is this?

Are the hills alive with the sound of rubbish?

Is Julie Andrews trash?

Are they making a documentary on a new genre: landfill musicals?

Whatever, feel the newness of this poster.

Have any of you seen it anywhere else in London?

It's under the rail bridge on Turnham Green Terrace, W4, just as you come out the tube.

There's no logo on it. In fact, there's no writing at all. Just this image.

Anyone got any ideas?

How to get your own personal events organiser

Hmm, let's see. Where shall I go tonight?

A gig in Shoreditch? A movie in Kensington? Or an exhibition that's just opened down town?

Oh hold on. I can't even be bothered to find out what's happening. I'm going to stay in and do NOTHING. I'm so lazy, I actually need spoon feeding info about music, exhibitions, comedy, films and theatre.

OK, well maybe not so much of the theatre but anyway.

How would you like your own personal events organiser, calendar and texter? Someone who knows what you like and will tell you when and where you can get it?


Well then you need to be spoon fed

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Seen any bad design recently?

Apart from on this blog, I mean.

Are you a Helvetica hater?

See the Design Police, download a kit and start doing your bit today.

Keep your brain in gear

Use it or lose it.

Click this link to play some brain games to keep your bonce ticking over:

I want a better brain

Discover your ideal job

Have you ever taken one ofthose personality/career tests?

I did the other day.

It classified me as creative/analytical - just as well considering my chosen career.

It also told me what my no.1 job is: Architect.

My runner-up jobs were: Psychologist (ok, well I have a masters in Social Psychology), Computer systems analyst, chemist, airplane pilot, flight engineer and vet.

And here's what it said about me (if you're interested):

You try to control situations by learning everything there is to know. You hesitate to take hasty actions and prefer to become an expert before providing your opinion on matters. When you do become an expert, however, it is hard for you to listen to novices who try to give their advice, as well. As a result, you ultimately prefer to work by yourself so that you can implement your own solution rather than cooperate just to please others.

So there you go.

What's your ideal job? Find out here: Tickle yourself

Monday, January 21, 2008

My ad of 2007

What was your ad of 2007?

This TV spot for Coke is up there for me.

A smiley, happy sentiment to take into the new year.

My big prediction for 2008

OK, here goes.

Are you ready?

Here's my big prediction for advertising in 2008.

I shouldn't even be revealing this, really. I should keep it under my hat and do it myself. But I just can't resist...

Chuck Norris will appear in a major advertising campaign.

Just like the Hoff. Just like Mr. T.

Or is he just a bit too violent? OK, well probably. But it's fun to imagine.

What's your prediction for advertising in 2008?

What's new in January?

So I return from beautiful Cananda, land of endless snow and TV ads that feature typos.

Immediately, I'm underwhelmed by the blipverts that appear in between shows back in the UK. Ho hum, maybe it's just the jet lag. But hold on. Wait a minute. What's this? A couple of attention-grabbing films; two rays of light piercing the January gloom.

First up, an ad for EDF, an energy company. Lots of different clips illustrating global warming and its effects. And when you get to the end, you're wondering 'but why all the old clips?' Just in the nick, the payoff flashes on screen - all the clips used in this ad were recycled.

Very nice.

But perhaps with the 13% hike in prices EDF announced in the same week the ads broke, they won't have to scrimp and they'll be able to afford new clips.

Second up, an ad for Fiat 500. Ah, now this one's real pretty. An agreeable (and not too tenuous idea) that the dinky new Fiat 500 is just one of many everyday masterpieces. Cue lots of different examples, like the pair of scissors and the rubber band, set to the most perfect music (hats off to you, mr. or mrs. composer.)

No arguement there.

But what oh what is up with the strapline they hit you with just before they say goodbye?

You are, we car.

Yes, you read it right - you are, we car.

OK, well it has the word 'you' in, practically an imperative these days.

But what on earth does this strapline mean? If you know (or fancy a guess), will you share it?