Old people. Apparently they know stuff. And don’t mind telling you.

I had an interesting discussion with a friend last week.  She’d been attending an agency WIP, accompanied by a new team member who hadn’t previously dealt with an advertising agency.

He only had one question afterwards – is everyone in advertising that young? Her answer was, pretty much, yes.

I’ve read plenty as to why this might be.  It’s possibly because advertising’s an industry driven by the new and the fresh, and these two perspectives are believed more likely to come from young people. It’s possibly because advertising’s a stressful industry with long hours and only the young have the stamina. Or it may be because advertising’s an industry that still enjoys a veneer of glamour and young people find the possibility of glamour unnaturally attractive.

All of which may be true, but I’ve been wondering about the implications for the industry of employing so many young people.

And I think, courtesy of Boing Boing, I may have found what the implication might be.  BB reports on a recent study conducted by Scientific American highlighting the tendency of older people to be both more honest in assessing a problem and more helpful in making suggestions to solve it.

The study showed people a picture of a clearly obese teenager and described a number of obviously related problems – sleeping difficulties, lack of energy. Participants were asked what advice they would offer.

Only a third of young people raised the teenager’s obesity as the source of the problems. Young people also offered far less advice, and did so clumsily. Older people were much more honest about the obesity (80% mentioned it) and offered twice as much advice, in a much more empathetic way.

Which if you replace ‘obese teenager’ with ‘poorly articulated brief’, and ‘sleeping difficulties’ and ‘lack of energy’ with ‘average advertising’ and ‘poor sales’, rather nicely sums up a challenge faced regularly by most agencies.

And exactly as in the research, my guess is that young people aren’t likely to mention the real cause of the problem, nor be that helpful in suggesting ways to solve it, while older people are much more likely to confront the real issue, and much more likely to be able to helpfully address it.

(I am, for the avoidance of doubt, an old person.)

PS. Imagine my delight when having written this post I came across the story of Tony Dell.  At the age of 90, Tony is still working, five days a week, at Delaney Knox Lund Warren. And maintaining his blog.

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The ‘confident walker’ and the ‘preemptive solver’

I often traverse Queen St (which, for the benefit of my vast international audience, is the main street of Auckland’s CBD). This traversal is made easier, and surprisingly more entertaining, by the fact that as a very busy street, traffic in all directions at major intersections is stopped roughly every 90 seconds to let pedestrians cross.

There are two things I find entertaining in this.

The first is that it gives me the opportunity to mention that this kind of crossing is known as a ‘pedestrian scramble’ or, more lyrically, as a ‘Barnes Dance’.  When history judges this blog, never let it be said that it did not expand minds.

The second is that these intersections are where you find the ‘confident walker’.  This is the person who strides out boldly before the ‘walk now’ signal goes green.  This individual is keen for all to understand that he (and he is always a he) is an unnaturally capable pedestrian. He has memorised the phasing of the lights, so committed is he to his pedestrian craft. Or, as I prefer to imagine it, rather than memorising the phasing he simply possesses some preternatural affinity for traffic lights, an affinity so advanced and inexplicable that in certain town planning circles he’s referred to, in appropriately reverential tones, as ‘the crossing whisperer’.

This ‘confident walker’ believes he is sending a message that says ‘I am a very busy person with places I need to be.  In the course of being busy I cross roads regularly, this road in particular.  So much so that this road is my domain, and as you can see, I am its master.  I am a leader and I wait for no (green) man. You may follow me with confidence for I am the Lord of the Barnes Dance’.

The message he’s actually sending is that ‘I am a loser of quite desperate sadness. My life is so bereft of genuine meaning that I derive my greatest sense of personal accomplishment from believing I am a member of an elite class of pedestrian’.

I’m genuinely amazed I’ve never seen a ‘confident walker’ get hit by a car.

It also occurs to me that there is an obvious advertising agency equivalent – the ‘preemptive solver’.

They’re the people who insist on answering every question before it’s been asked.  Before a need’s been identified, they’re in opportunity mode.  Before a problem’s been defined, they have a solution proposed.  They’re never happier than when finishing a sentence on your behalf.

They are keen for everyone in the room to appreciate that they possess both uncommon sagacity and extensive experience. They wish the meeting to understand that no one is closer to the client’s business than they are. They would also like the meeting to know that it can relax, secure in the knowledge that they have clearly spent a great deal of time in the agency environment, and no matter the eventuality, they have it seen it, done it, and contact reported it.

They believe they’re sending a message that says ‘I think of nothing other than your business.  As will be obvious from the promptness of my answer I am a step ahead of you. This is because your needs occupy my every thought. Your wish, before you’ve even wished it, is my command.  It should therefore be clear to everyone in this meeting that I am indispensable.’

The message they’re actually sending is ‘I’m not actually listening to what you’re saying. It’s therefore very likely that what I deliver you will be wrong. This is because I am significantly more interested in demonstrating what I know than I am in understanding what you need.’.

I’m genuinely amazed I’ve never seen a ‘preemptive solver’ get hit by a client.

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Harvey & Gilmot relaunches

So after years of sitting in briefs from clients for a ‘relaunch’ I think I finally understand why it happens.

I’ve always been slightly bemused by the idea of a relaunch, in that a launch has always felt to me like something you can only do once – like losing your virginity, or electing Kevin Rudd. Once something’s launched, it’s launched. It’s released, liberated, not able to be unlaunched. But apparently I was wrong.

Brands relaunch all the time, motivated most commonly, in my experience, by the desperate desire to believe that people miss them. Often it’s been a long time since they’ve done anything interesting, so they feel that whatever they do next has to be especially significant so as to plug the gap they hope was created by their absence.

And such is my motivation for relaunching this blog. I’ve written bugger all over the last couple of months. I won’t bore you with explanations as to why. I simply haven’t. But I’ve missed writing it, and rather desperately want to believe that you’ve missed reading it.

So I’m officially relaunching A Day in the life of Harvey & Gilmot.

And, student of Marketing that I am, I have focused on the two tactics that ensure a successful relaunch – I’ve changed the packaging and the perfume.

The change to the packaging should be obvious. Look around and revel in the wonder that is my new blog theme.

The change to the perfume is rather less obvious. But I’ve gone for a bit of nostalgia here. You’ll have to work with me on this, but after you’ve read this I’d like you to look at the picture below, and, if you’re of a certain age, I bet the scent will come back to you. I am now the blog your blog could smell like, if your blog were written by a late 80’s relic with a penchant for extravagantly-patterned trousers, side parts and the canon of Dave Gahan.

Enjoy.

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All Blacks, denim and the world’s naffest parents.

Three lovely things have all arrived on my desk(top) in one day. And none of them are ads, or water jugs.

Firstly, adidas helped Richie McCaw give a Northland primary school a great surprise (and quite a fright).

Secondly, Levis joins forces with a small, struggling, Pennsylvania town, helping it rebuild after years of decline.

And lastly, Toyota showcases the Swagger Wagon, featuring two parents offering hip-hop stylings that seem to be loosely based on, well, me.

There’s too much celery in advertising

I bought an egg roll for lunch the other day. It was the very definition of appetising – a few well-chosen lettuce leaves, several slices of plump tomato, a bounty of finely chopped egg, all on a French baguette that was crustier than a Levin Grey Power meeting.

I took a bite and for about a second it was everything it promised to be. And then I tasted celery.

I really hate celery. I hate celery almost as much as I hate denim shorts. Because in my experience, celery is only ever used in two ways. They’re both awful, and they both, somewhat surprisingly and completely absurdly, have advertising parallels.

Celery’s most common use is as a replacement for something great.  It’s what you have when you’re not allowed chips, bread, or (if you live in Herne Bay) arancini.  No one really chooses to use celery for dips or with a little pre-dinner gin.  They just choose not to have something massively tasty but almost certainly quite bad for you.

Celery’s what you serve when you don’t want to risk something going wrong.  It can’t be overcooked. It can’t be too spicy or too cheesy.  You can’t really cock it up. It won’t offend anyone, won’t push anyone toward a coronary and won’t shower anyone’s Cavalli in crumbs. But no one will really enjoy it and you won’t be remembered for serving it. No one ever left a party saying ‘I don’t know about you, but I thought the celery was exquisite’. Because celery’s only purpose is as a generically innocuous, inoffensive alternative to something interesting.

Which (and I think you can see where I’m going here) is exactly what happens with so much advertising. Instead of saying something that might be really interesting, on account of being original and provocative, we too often end up saying whatever’s left after the interesting stuff has been chipped away. Consequently most ads seem to be written to a celery proposition.  It’s the territory you are left with after you’ve set aside the big promise or the bold statement.  It’s not interesting or compelling, not provocatively spicy or indulgently cheesy, but it is broadly acceptable.

Celery is also used as filler.  As with my egg roll it was added, I’m sure with the best of intentions, in the interests of making things a little more interesting, providing a little colour and texture.  Only the celery didn’t do that. What it did was distract me from the central point of the roll – the egg.

It’s a lack of confidence that has a sandwich maker adding celery. Maybe he was worried that the egg couldn’t quite carry the day. Maybe he was worried that if someone wasn’t absolutely sold on the egg that maybe a little celery might make the experience seem a bit bigger or a bit more sophisticated. Whatever his motivation, all he succeeded in doing was distracting me from the thing I really wanted with something completely irrelevant and annoying.

Which (and this time I’m absolutely confident you can see where I’m going) offers another parallel with advertising.  We seem to find ourselves being asked to throw a handful of celery into an execution in the hope it will be more interesting. And just like the sandwich maker, it’s a sign of a lack of confidence, of being not entirely sure that the offer’s actually up to it. So why don’t we just throw a little something else in there too.  You never know, if they don’t like egg that much, maybe we’ll sell them on the celery?  Maybe the celery will make us feel a little more rounded, like we’ve got more to offer?  Surely it couldn’t hurt to put a bit of celery in?  But, like the egg roll, it’s a distraction, one more thing getting in the way of telling a really simple story, really well.

So the egg roll that promised so much proved to be utterly disappointing, ruined by the addition of completely unnecessary celery. It ended up in the bin, because with egg rolls as with advertising, why would I choose to waste my time on something I wasn’t enjoying?

Twitter Parade

This is almost utterly pointless, but great fun.  It gives you the entirely illusory sense of being the leader of your own battalion, legion or, as I prefer to imagine it, posse.

From what I can work out it’s from KDDI, a Japanese telco, who put it together to promote smartphone usage. If you’re a Twitter enthusiast, do it.

A see-through toaster, Infographics, 48 hours and the year’s best album (clue: The National)

A few interesting things I’ve found or, more accurately, that have found me this week.

The see-through toaster

I want one of these.  For no reason other than I really like toast and this feels like it accords toast the respect it deserves.  We should all marvel at toast’s creation.  For the transformation of bread to toast, like the transformation of grass to fairway or couch to bed, brings us joy.

Infographics

Lots of discussion of the increasing use of infographics at the moment. I’d guess a lot of the interest has been driven by the UK election and some really useful graphical interpretations of events (below’s a widely circulated example highlighting the imbalance of votes to seats).  It’s from the very clever David McCandless of Information is Beautiful who I’ve written about before.

Then I found this Brazilian site that builds an infographic profile of all who have visited the site. Very sweet. (Click on the image for a better view.)

48 Hours

I love this idea for a magazine.  As the name suggests, it’s a magazine written, designed, edited and printed within 48 hours. It’s all based around one subject, with all contributions a different interpretation thereof. It’s like a magazine produced by digital working-bee, so feels wonderfully modern and quaint at the same time.

The National

Buy High Violet, the new album from The National.

The single, Bloodbuzz Ohio is brilliant.

So is Runaway (performed here live).

Five things brands can learn from Superheroes

I came across some old files the other day (actual files, sheathed in manila). One contained a presentation called ‘Five things brands can learn from Superheroes’. I seem to remember delivering it a Marketing Conference for a brewery client, at about the time Tobey Maguire was a spiderling.

I thought it was still mildly interesting so summarised it:

Superheroes are known for one thing.

This seems to be pretty much universal. You don’t get equivocal superheroes. You tend not to find characters like ‘Batman, who’s also a little bit turtlesque’, or ‘Volcano Man, who’s also quite tornadoey’. Superheroes are known for one thing alone. Why? Because it gives innocent people one reason to remember them, and guilty people one reason to fear them.

Which is handy for brands, too. If you’re known for one thing, you’ll be that much more memorable for customers. And if you’re really good at that one thing, you’ll be that much more feared by competitors.

A good Superhero is a consistent Superhero.

There’s a scene in pretty much every movie in the genre in which the Superhero does something out of character. He spurns the assistance of his one human ally. He reacts with unnecessary violence to an innocent foe. He ignores the call for help when he is most needed.

This is the point at which his superness is questioned. It’s not the severity of the act that matters. It’s the inconsistency. Often it’s nothing more than a change in modus operandi, but the response is usually pretty extreme. The backlash begins. The townspeople revolt. The superhero is ostracised.

It’s because we fear that our heroes will let us down.  And inconsistent behaviour is the first sign that this might be about to happen.

Which also applies to brands. The reaction to inconsistency in brand behaviour is also extreme, because unconsciously we put a lot of faith in brands.  They’re shorthand, simplifying choice.  We know we can buy familiar brands without thinking about it because we know what we’re going to get. We rely on that. So when a brand does something out of character we’re being let down and our reaction is often disproportionately extreme.

A good Superhero understands theatre.

Superheroes are masters of theatre. Capes, masks and the ability to shoot stuff out of your wrists seem to be popular flourishes. You seldom find an understated superhero, for the simple reason that as a superhero your appearances are somewhat limited.  You’re in the business of being extraordinary, and you need to take every opportunity to cement that impression. So you have to go out on a theatrical limb, make yourself extraordinary, accepting the risk that in so doing you might be polarising.

And so with brands.  Your appearances in someone’s life are limited.   So the onus is on you to make yourself extraordinary (assuming this is your ambition). Which means being memorable. Which in turn means embracing the value of theatre, understanding that being memorable in how you present yourself makes it easier to be remembered for what you do.

Every Superhero needs a back story.

We love the story of how a superhero comes to be. It informs everything. History makes sense of the present.  Why those particular super abilities? What is she triumphing over? What will her weakness be? While we like to watch what a superhero can do, we also like to understand why she chooses to do it.

Brands are exactly the same. Every product originated somewhere, every idea was a response to a problem, every graphic symbolises something.  And every brand should strive to have an interesting story to tell.  Because while we’re interested in what a brand can do, we’re also interested in how a brand was created that could do it.

Every Superhero has a weakness.

It’s part of a superhero’s character to have a weakness.  (It’s also handy to have a nemesis to exploit that vulnerability.) This weakness exists solely to make the superhero more human, more normal.  But it’s also often the bit that’s most endearing about them, simply because it’s universal. It plays to the fact that while we admire people for their strengths, we like them for their weaknesses.

Which is something very few brands seem prepared to embrace.  Proud brand managers crave perfection in their charges.  But I think weakness, or even fallibility, is a great thing in a brand. Shared weakness is something we bond over, which is why brands often bounce back so well from a seemingly calamitous public failing – Virgin Blue, Cadbury, possibly even Toyota. Brands become much easier to relate to, and embrace, when they don’t pretend to be perfect. Because weakness, at least as much as love, is the universal language.

Campari? Why yes I think I will.

My fondness for Campari is well-established.

I’d love to have had the chance to partake in this – a breathable cloud of Campari gas.  It was developed for an event in Milan in which Campari was served three ways – a straight drink, alcoholic jellies in the shape of Italian design classics and a breathable cloud. (Courtesy of Notcot, more pictures here.)

Then there are these, a series of label designs commemorating 150 years of Campari. (Courtesy of Sutkutusu.)

The perfect modern agency metaphor?

I think I may have just stumbled onto the perfect modern agency metaphor.

Above is a two-headed bobtail lizard.  It’s a rare mutation.  Effectively it’s one (relatively) healthy body with two quite independent heads.

The two heads eat separately, but given their attachment, almost always from the same source. It struggles to move quickly, or with any great co-ordination, because both heads exert some control over the back legs.  The two heads often try and attack each other, either scrapping over the same piece of food, or out of frustration at their desire to fully control the body’s movement.  These attacks are quite brutal and very likely to kill the lizard.

So you’ve got one body with two heads that struggles to move quickly or precisely, squabbles over its share of the pie, has a tendency to attack itself over disagreements in direction and, as a result, is very likely to die of self-inflicted wounds.

Yep, that is the perfect modern agency metaphor.

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