Category Archives: Shoot the Messenger

Marketing and advertising.

Call a Spayed a Spayed

I’ll begin on the assumption that it’s clear to most sentient members of society — whose hearts aren’t constantly bleeding — that our national fixation on politically correct language got out of hand ages ago. And I’ll up the ante by suggesting that tiptoeing through verbal minefields lest you offend our dainty embrace of everyone else’s otherness is usually a complete waste of effort, and in some cases a gross underscoring of our most abhorrent prejudiced inclinations.

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Respect me.

Agree with me or don’t on the points above, but there’s no question we’ve gone too far when we bestow PC niceties on our canine wards.

I saw a commercial for this product BackYard Buddy, an astroturf-topped litter box for dogs. As with your standard prime time infomercial-style ad, this one painstakingly lists all the problems a $30 piss box will solve, and the numerous reasons you need one. One of those reasons is that it’s great for SPECIAL NEEDS dogs. Not kidding. Take a look for yourself:

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Um, that bitch got fixed, it’s not “special needs.”  And if it were you’d be perfectly justified in saying the damn thing’s retarded. Ditto for that “mature” dog sniffing urine in the other photo. It’s old. Not mature. Not aged or elderly or advanced in years. Old. Just say it, geez.

Whatd you call me?

What'd you call me?

Thank god for dogs that they are at once dumb enough not to know what you’re calling them and smart enough not to care.

Now we sit back and wait for the  days when ACLU starts a K-9 division, we have to stop commanding our dogs to “come” and Al Sharpton forces us to think up an acceptable name for the Black and Tan Coonhound.

The Subtle Art of Advertising Beer and/or Anal

Saw this amusing post from foodstuff blog Eat Me Daily. It takes a quick but critical look at a new Bud Light Lime commercial that boasts about as much good taste as, well, a Bud Light Lime.

Quoth the blog:

Nothing like innuendo about anal sex to sell some canned light beer flavored with lime. AdAge called it “juvenile,” but that’s sort of the point. It’s attention-getting for sure, but the joke, repeated over and over, gets old quick.

Good start, but the commentary is missing some bigger, vital questions. For instance: Are we to believe that the first chick, that slut by the pool, just got it in the can for the first time? Bullshit. You can see it in her eyes: she tells ’em all she’s “never done this before.” It makes them feel special.

I pity the two dudes at the end. They clearly have a lot of issues to deal with. The guy in the suit, the one waiting for his court appearance, needs to work through the anger. I give him another year and a half before he cracks. And when he does, my money’s on Mr. Button Down going Super Queen. Meanwhile, bro on the golf course was probably equally steeped in shame after Hell Week at the frat his Freshman year.

Now, stepping back and taking a look at the ad with full knowledge that it’s for an alcoholic beverage, can we talk about the woman getting out of the shower? Notice the light pouring in the window behind her. It’s 8 in the morning, lady. Get help.

Finally, I’d like to point out that the blog that says the commercial’s central joke “repeated over and over, gets old quick” is called Eat Me Daily.

No One Knows What It’s Like (To Be the Ad Man)

Good story in the Times Sunday Business section on Microsoft’s marketing efforts (versus Apple’s). I use a PC, I love John Hodgman, and I can’t stand Justin Long, so the cleverness and execution of Stevie J’s I’m a Mac/I’m a PC spots has always felt like something of a personal affront. Interesting how deeply the caricature applies, unintended as it may be; Apple’s based its corporate culture on progressive design and creativity, while the real MSFT really doesn’t get it. But it’s starting to (excerpt):

There were also cultural issues at Microsoft when it came to advertising. On Madison Avenue, they say that the more hands that touch an advertisement, the worse it becomes. Microsoft felt differently. “They thought the more people saw it and gave an opinion, the better it would be,” Mr. Musser said. “That’s how you develop software. It’s not how you develop great creative.”

So Ms. Mathews tried to change things. She set up a nine-member task force to figure out a marketing strategy and keep meddlers at arm’s length.

In February 2008, Microsoft picked Crispin Porter. At the agency, Mr. Reilly was initially apprehensive. He didn’t even own a PC; he had an ultraslim MacBook Air. (He has since bought himself two PCs — a Sony Vaio and a Lenovo ThinkPad.)

The adman also wondered whether Microsoft was ready for a Crispin campaign. Mr. Reilly himself oversees the agency’s irreverent work for Burger King, aimed at young men hungering for menu items like the Triple Whopper.

He wanted to come up with a campaign that would redefine Windows, and he counseled against ads that attacked Apple. Then he changed his tune. Last summer in Apple ads, Mr. Hodgman’s PC character morphed into a personification of Microsoft itself. PC was haunted by problems with Vista. He took up yoga to calm his nerves, only to discover that his teacher was on edge because Vista wreaked havoc on her billing system. PC tried to find peace by creating a line of herbal teas with names like “Crashy-Time Camomile” and “Raspberry Restart.”

“As the tone of their campaign became more and more negative, we were like, ‘We gotta do something,’ ” Mr. Reilly said. “That’s where the whole notion of ‘I’m a PC’ and putting a face on our users came about. We have a billion users. That’s who our cast is, whereas Apple is just two fictitious characters.”

Microsoft recruited influential Windows fans like the “Desperate Housewives” star Eva Longoria. “I feel bad about the little PC guy,” she said this month. “He is always getting beaten up.” It also brought in some who would appeal to niche audiences, like the Pittsburgh mash-up D.J. Gregg Gillis, who is better known as Girl Talk.

When Mr. Ballmer finally saw the ads in September, he congratulated Ms. Mathews and gave her a high-five. Then, Ms. Mathews says, he started shouting, “I’m a PC!”

As the “I’m a PC” ads with Mr. Siler replaced them two weeks later, Apple’s “Get a Mac” spots disappeared. Microsoft doesn’t think that was a coincidence. When PC and Mac reappeared, it was in the advertising that criticized Microsoft as spending on ads rather than on Vista.

Microsoft thought that it had scored a point. “You’ve got to look at that and say, ‘You are not advertising to consumers; you’re advertising to the Microsoft marketing department,’ ” Ms. Mathews says. “I just admit that did bring a smile to my face.”

Emboldened, Microsoft continued its barrages. In February, it unveiled its “Rookies” ads, arguing that PCs are so easy to use that even Kylie, an adorable 4 1/2-year old, could upload a picture of her goldfish, Dorothy, onto her PC and e-mail it to her relatives. You want to make fun of Kylie, Apple? Microsoft and Crispin dare you to try it.

The next month, Microsoft deployed its “Laptop Hunters” ads. They clearly moved the needle in Microsoft’s favor. Ted Marzilli, a managing director of BrandIndex, a company that tracks consumer perceptions, said that at the beginning of the year, adults thought Apple offered more value than Microsoft. In May, however, Microsoft closed the gap in the firm’s surveys. “Apple took a hit,” Mr. Marzilli said. “Since then, they have been neck and neck.”

In June, Microsoft felt that it had more reason to gloat. The chief operating officer, B. Kevin Turner, says he got a call from an Apple lawyer who asked him to change the ads because Apple was lowering its prices by $100. “I did cartwheels down the hallway,” Mr. Turner subsequently boasted in speech at a New Orleans conference.

Then Apple announced its second-quarter rebound. And for some analysts, it seemed like game over. “The reality is that Apple’s business has been impacted by the overall economy, not by Microsoft’s campaign,” said Gene Munster, senior research analyst at Piper Jaffray. “Those ‘What can I get for 1,000 bucks’ ads? That was a clever campaign. But it never really caught on. If you compare it to ‘Get a Mac,’ it didn’t even register.”

And yet Apple keeps responding. On Friday, it released its Snow Leopard operating system a month ahead of schedule, accompanied by a new round of “Get a Mac” ads. One involves a red-headed woman who is clearly intended to resemble Microsoft’s Lauren. PC introduces her to his suave friend, a top-of-the-line model played by Patrick Warburton, who was David Puddy on “Seinfeld.” She declines to buy a Windows machine when they can’t promise that she won’t have virus woes.

Microsoft, however, has found it enjoys mixing it up with Apple on the airwaves. In July, Mr. Ballmer told analysts that Crispin’s work had been “quite effective.” He promised that Microsoft would continue investing heavily in Windows marketing. “We didn’t do that three, four, five, six years ago,” he added.

Funny the way that the Mac ads have created a reverse David and Goliath. I find myself pulling for Microsoft, the long-time market leader. Reckon it doesn’t help my bias that real life Mac users get a little Justin Long-ish themselves from time to time: can’t find a document, or can’t get a signal? Wouldn’t be a problem if you had a MacBook or an iPhone. psha.

Typically it’s the individual manufacturers that do the advertising — Dude, you’re getting a Dell! — but right now Microsoft is taking the creative challenge personally. True, their ads don’t have the style, panache, or comic value of the Mac commercials, but it’s kind of fun to watch the back and forth.

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On a separated but related note, I love this Intel ad:

Could do without the a capella bingbong jingle, though.

Word Games Are for Fruits

First there was Bananagrams: a banana-shaped satchel full of lettered tiles for an on-the-go word-building activity. The perfect travel game for word nerds who prefer to spend their vacations in the shade debating the ruling on the legitimacy of Latin idioms, or some arcane Elizabethan slang.

My friends got me into the game, but I have never been able to  really get behind the name. I find the correlation between bananas and anagrams tenuous at best, and as such, unsatisfactory. Ok, they share some letters, but what do bananas and anagrams really have to do with each other? Why not bandanagrams, packaged in a red paisley bindle? Or flanagrams, complemented by a Spanish custard dessert? It feels like a stretch.

Anyway, Bananagrams’ utter goofiness notwithstanding, it’s a pretty good game. But imagine my surprise today when I notice a new product on the portable word game market: Scrabble Apple. Apparently unwilling to let some no-name British wannabes horn in on the legacy they created, the honchos at Scrabble came up with their own fruity retort. Scrabble Apple. Real original, guys.

Well, once again, I’m not sold on the correlation. You need some serious license to rhyme Scrabble with apple, and I can’t see any other logical argument for putting the two together. You know, except that Hasbro will be damned if a saggy banana sack is going to cut into their market share.

Note, though, that Scrab-Apple just came out, while Bananagrams have been in the US since at least 2007, which means it took their team a full two years to launch this juicy rejoinder. I reckon that time was spent on intense sales research that revealed it really is the palatable product design that makes Bananagrams so appealing.

Of course, we know that consumers are, for the most part, suggestible morons, and that brand managers are formulaic conformist sluts. What troubles me is that I’m detecting a hostile subtextual message:

People who play word games are fruits.

If we’re such a bunch of nerdy gaylords, don’t think we’re not going to notice the not-so-subtle commentary. What’s next? Boggle Avocado… Balderdates… How about some Taboo-leh? That’s a pretty fruity victual.  Dish it out, world. We’ll take it, rearrange it, and triple word score your ass.

My Kind of Mixed Media

It’s happened to each of us at some point. You’re walking down the street, soda in one hand, cup of fried chicken in the other, and you realize you lack the dexterity to pop the next piece of poultry in your mouth, and the straw is too thin for hoovering even the sveltest morsel. (You tried.) Fret no more, friends, BBQ Chicken hits St. Marks with an elegant one-cup solution.

Behold. The combo cup-o-soda-cup-o-chicken. The perfect snack for:

* The Blackberry-toting mover/shaker
* The I-carry-my-own-shopping-bag conservationist
* The one-handed

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A startling example of how Korean ingenuity is pushing the limits of fast food technology, this two-timing vessel has a lower chamber for your cola and a recessed lid that serves as a convenient receptacle for breaded – and unnaturally cubic – chicken nuggets.

As brilliant as the concept is the marketing approach. A straightforward product shot, which says, “This needs no explanation.” One has to wonder how many 2 girls 1 cup jokes were made in the copywriting process.

Aussies are the New Cavemen

I’ll admit, I was pretty psyched when I saw a new Fosters beer ad, in the classic style.

Bailout! How topical!

Turns out, my excitement betrays my deeply ingrained arrogant American ignorance.  American marketing company Digitas opened up in Australia in March and this month it launched a three-ad television campaign, bringing back the decade and a half old slogan, “Fosters. Australian for beer,” after a three year silence.

Well, g’day, I say, throw another shrimp on the barbie. I love hearing the way real Australians talk. (That’s not a knife.) All Americans do. So hats off to Digitas for reissuing a crucial chapter in our continuing education in Aussie English.

But is our linguistic learning up to snuff? Perhaps not, mate. A discussion on the Australian media blog mUmBRELLA suggests that not only is that not really the Australian definition of “Bailout,” but these guys don’t even sound Australian.

  • mazzy
    18 Aug 09
    8:36 am
  • OH dear
    – I do not think their accents were actually Australian, more like that cockney english you here on the Simpsons etc.
    And that cut up shirt on GPS – AS IF any outback bloke would be caught dead in that “Flinstones” like wardrobe.

    trying to hard but not enough.

    [Ed. note. I just learned something else: Aussies have no respect for the homonym.]

    Wait. So you’re telling me everyone in Australia doesn’t dress like this guy?

    Well, that am news to me. But just as I’ve learned that not all cavemen are too dumb to buy auto insurance (this one was always my fave) I’ve also learned, thanks to Mazzy, that not all Aussies look like Larry the Cable guy. With intelligent commentary like this flowing down under, I’m sure that it’s only a matter of years before they figure out how to install a real GPS. (On their kangaroos, naturally.)

    Ress Frags, Ress Fun

    So first there was Six Flags’ annoying old guy:

    Then out goes the old guy, and in comes the offensive Asian guy:

    So out goes the Asian guy. And now I flip on the tube and the old guy is back (kind of; it’s clearly a new actor, and he puts to bed any lingering doubt whether it’s a youngster in a baldie mask), and he’s doing the “More flags, more fun” bit:

    Turns out, offensive Asian guy was integral to the joke.