The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]


Stupid Is Refreshing …

Systems.

Processes.

Models.

Theories.

We’re surrounded with ways to do stuff and yet it feels we’re surrounded by more boring stuff than ever before.

By boring, I mean derivative.

A production line of repetition, albeit with different brand names emblazoned on the front.

I’ve said this before, but while a process is important … when we place more emphasis on that, than what it produces – or what we want it to produce – then we’ve got our shit the wrong way round.

It’s why I’ve also talked about the commercial effectiveness of creative ridiculousness.

A way to make an impact by the simple nature of not following the same patterns and processes of everything that has come before.

I don’t mean in terms of ‘differentiation’ [which is still based on using category norms] but – to steal from TBWA mainly because I don’t see them doing it much anymore – disruption.

Which is my way of saying why I love this …

Yes, it’s got cats on it.

And yes it says it will let me talk to them.

But even I know it’s not true … and yet I bought it and paid a premium for it, which is more than I would ever do for any other form of gum.

Fuck, I don’t even buy gum normally which reminds me of this post back in 2007 that reinforces the power of packaging.

Planning is important.

It has a real role to play for business and creativity.

But when that role ends up being shaped exclusively by the rules of the category, the competition and the ‘average consumer’ … then we’re not moving our brands forward, we’re in danger of cementing them where they are.

Of course I appreciate the difference between a novelty candy and a major brand with global distribution … but the premise remains the same.

If you let your blinkers only allow logic to influence your choices, you’re not liberating opportunities … you’re stifling it. Or – as Martin, Paula and I said at last year at Cannes – you’re being strategically constipated and only imagination can be your laxative.

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Play To Win, Rather Than Not To Lose …

When Tiger and Nike recently ended their relationship after close on 3 decades, there was a lot written about why.

Hot takes.
Wild ideas.
Conspiracy theories.

But among them all was a post by Tom Bassett – a brilliant ex-Wieden strategist who was there when so much of what became Nike folklore was written.

The reason his voice stood out is because it wasn’t WHY the relationship ended, but why it started.

At the heart of his story was the brief Phil Knight gave for NIKE Golf.

He said: “Get NIKE to be #1 in golf or we get out the category all together”.

Having had the errrrm, pleasure(?) to meet and present to Mr Knight a few times, I can literally hear him saying/barking this … and what I love about it is the stubborn, blinkered ambition.

We seem to live in a world where the majority of conversation is around optimization … efficiency … brand assets … and basically how to get the most out of what you’ve got.

There’s nothing wrong with that, except it’s all about not being wrong than being as good as you can be.

Or said another way, being comfortable with what you’ve got as opposed to being impatient for what you want to have.

Get to #1 is a proper goal. One where the evaluation criteria is very fucking simple.

No hiding behind incremental growth or internal metrics … #1 is a criteria that dictates decisions and investment rather than the other way around.

Sure, there are ways #1 could be reframed in an attempt to look like you’re doing better than you are . Let’s face it, we see this sort of shit in the ad industry all the time, especially around award time … but Phil Knight wasn’t about skewing results but going right at them … which is why he didn’t place any additional burdens on how to achieve goal, other than demand it was true to the sport and how NIKE see’s the athlete.

Sounds easy, but it isn’t.

To do that takes a lot of confidence.

Confidence in who you are … confidence in your team … confidence in what your company stands for and confidence your company is full of people who know what that translates to in terms of behaviour, consideration and action.

And that’s why we often undermine the value of confidence and right it off as bravado.

Of course it can be that, but it is also about trust, experience, knowledge and openness.

As a chef once told me when we were doing Tobasco research at W+K, “the more confident the chef, the less ingredients they use”

And that’s why I love the clarity of Phil Knight’s objective.

He could have added a million mandatories, but he knew that would add a million reasons why his objective would then be almost impossible to achieve.

At least in a realistic timeline.

Which is why, as difficult as the objective was, he increased its chances of success by being clear as fuck and – to a certain degree – open as fuck. Enabling the team to not just tackle the project head on – rather than tap-dance around politics and restraint – but to also place responsibility back on the company in terms of what it needed them to do to help make it happen.

Not just in terms of money, but action and change.

It is one of the many reasons why I loved my time in China … why I loved Branson’s brief for the Virgin lounge … why I love working for Metallica and Mr Ji.

Sure, in China’s case, it was often more the ambition and scale than the clarity … but for the others, it is/was the single-minded, stubbornness of their objective, the trust they placed in the people they were asking to help them do it, the commitment of the whole organisation to give it the best chance of making it happen and the willingness to walk away rather than accept a poor substitute of what they wanted to change.

We need more of that.

Creative work would be more amazing for that.

Effectiveness would be more powerful for that.

But sadly we’re in a world where it’s all about hedging bets, outsourcing responsibility and managing internal politics rather than being focused, fierce and open on creating change.

Proper change.

Real change.

Massive change.

It all kind of ties in with the ‘Strategy Is Constipated, Imagination Is The Laxative’ talk Martin, Paula and I did in Cannes last year.

The obsession with playing to the process while being continually outsmarted by those who are focused on enabling the possibility.

And while some claimed we were being irresponsible, unrealistic and even unprofessional in what we were saying, the reality is we have – and are – in the incredibly fortunate position of working with brands/people who prove the most responsible way to create powerful and lasting change is not by hedging your bets, but being willing and open to fight for it all.

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Year In Review Which Only I Will Read Or Care About …

So with all the focus on Otis’ 9th birthday, I only just realized this is going to be the last week of this blog for this year. Which means you get a month off and then – when I come back – I will be entering year number 18 of writing my rubbish.

EIGHTEEN YEARS.

An adult.

And will my posts reflect that maturity?

Errrrm, probably not.

In fact a while back, I got called ‘immune to maturity’ by Metallica’s management which they quickly followed up with, “… and I bet you think that’s a compliment.”

That’s why we’re still working together after 7 years … we understand each other so well, ha.

2023 has been an interesting year for me.

Definitely more highs than lows.

In many ways, it has been a standout year for me – both personally and professionally.

I feel almost embarrassed to say that. I totally appreciate how many people are suffering right now. I have friends in tough places and there’s those dealing with everything from mental health challenges through to terrifying conflicts … which just reinforced how privileged and lucky I am.

For the first time in my life, I started this year with a resolution, and it was to say ‘yes’ to everything I was asked to do.

I don’t know why I decided to do that – maybe it is because for all of NZ’s magic [of which there’s tons] it can sometimes feel a pretty isolated, inward-focused place – so to counter that, I decided 2023 was the year of yes and I got to do a lot of that.

Saying yes let me travel literally around the world for work … including some countries/cities I’d never been to in my life. [Not to mention, having the gift of visiting my childhood home again, even though I burst into tears when the lovely new owner opened the door, haha]

I got to speak at a bunch of ace conferences. from Cannes – with my mates Paula and Martin – the magnificent State Of Social in Perth right through to the WWD World Fashion Conference in China [with the incredible Phoebe Philo and, bizarrely, being interviewed by Fashion TV] with a whole bunch in-between.

I was a guest speaker at a bunch of institutions from Cambridge University, the Ecuadorian Advertising Federation right through to the House of Prada.

I got to be part of some incredible creative projects. From the huge: helping design the 72 Seasons world tour stage set for Metallica. The cheeky: offering the All Blacks rugby coach a free curry for a year if he brought home the World Cup, then taking away his naan bread because he didn’t. To the most awarded: watching the wonderful fools at Colenso pick up Gold gongs and Agency of the Year title’s all over the place.

Top that off with seeing 3 members of my team become parents for the first time [and another about 3 months into that magical journey] and to see the 3 newbies from overseas not only fit in with the gang like they were here for years, but make an even bigger difference than I hoped – and you can see why I feel it has been a hugely satisfying year for me professionally.

But it’s the personal side that made it truly memorable.

First of all, we’re all happy and healthy. Like properly happy and healthy.

Then, for the first time in 7 years, we had our first proper family holiday. And while It did not last long in terms of duration, the glow still is with me months later. Yes, I appreciate that sounds more sickly than being force fed 5047389 sticks of candyfloss, it’s true.

Jill started her new company, Tiny Riot … a jewellery company dedicated to say the words women feel, but don’t always want to say out loud. She also felt she had found her peeps … letting her feel she was part of a community she loves and thrives in. I cannot tell you how happy this makes me, especially as we know we’ll no doubt be moving to another country in the not too distant future, hahaha.

Just to be clear, that has not been decided yet, we just know it’s coming … especially as we’ve already lived in NZ longer than we have lived in the last 4 countries we have been in. But I digress …

Which leave Otis …

Brilliant, wonderful, fantastic Otis.

Well, he has flourished and blossomed this year.

From seeing his mates network evolve and develop … with their own codes, games and slang … through to watching him throw himself into new activities, like tennis and swimming, yoyo’s and messing about with Roblox, Reels and video games … to seeing him love his budgie, Sky [which he made me a t-shirt to wear on the Cannes stage to ensure I admitted I cared for it as much as Rosie, ha] and then of course, watching him deal with his dysgraphia diagnosis with positivity, openness and conviction.

Given I have seen adults literally burst into tears when they had to move desks at work – true story – seeing an 8, now 9 year old – embrace a challenge that will affect him for the rest of his life with understanding, openness and a desire to not let it define him or make excuses for him is honestly one of the most wonderful things I’ve ever had the privilege of witnessing.

[I also have to add Forest staying in the Premiership was a highlight, because while Jill and Otis may not like to hear it … that team are family to me, hahaha]

But of course, you can’t have good without bad and there’s been a couple of things that have shaken me deeply.

One in particular made me question everything I thought I knew and could rely on.

The impact it had on me was – and still is – huge. I would say it has been the most emotionally confronting situation I’ve experienced since my parents died. It has been that big.

What makes it even worse is that in reality, I may never really get over it as the impact affects me and my family for the rest of our lives.

And we’re the least affected in this situation.

It has taken me months to try and come to terms with what has happened … to try and accept things I thought I knew and could rely on, have failed.

If truth be told, I’m still working on it … because while I appreciate life can take unexpected turns, it’s why – and how others deal with it – that determines how you feel about it and in this case, they are the things that ended up being disastrously dealt with.

Which is why 2023 can never be seen as a spectacular year for us, merely a very good one.

And as I said, that is still a hugely positive outcome given so many are suffering in ways that make my pain seem insignificant.

Which is why I was so impacted by some graffiti that someone I vaguely know, told me about.

It’s this …

… they’re not wrong.

Which is why, while I know 2024 will face it’s challenges – especially with the US election and the likelihood America will lose its mind and vote for Trump [while acknowledging the Democrats have failed to find and develop a single worthy candidate in 4+ years] – I hope by this time next year, more people can say they had a more positive than challenging year because the World needs it. Because for all the hell that Covid subjected the planet too, the anxiety created by people [read: old, white men] who feel entitled to do and have whatever they want is arguably, even worse. And without wanting to sound like a hippie … some peace would be nice.

I know no one will have read this far, but then this is not for you … but I can assure you the last 3 posts of this week won’t be as indulgent, not for your sanity, but because I can’t be arsed to write so much rubbish again.

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How To Be Great In The Real World …

There are a lot of quotes out on social media that explains how to make great creative work. Hell, a bunch of them are probably mine.

But putting aside the fact many of the quotes originate from people who, arguably, haven’t done much work that is deserving of that description – all of them, in their own way, are right.

And that’s great, because the survival of this industry is down to making work that is great and achieves great things for those it’s for.

But the problem with those quotes is they often reflect an unrealistic World.

One where time … or budget … or client mandatories don’t matter.

Which is why this quote from Leonard Bernstein is so good.

Because it captures how to get to great in the real World.

We need more of this.

I think people want more of this.

Because not only is there a distinct lack of training in our industry at the moment – and what is there is often from the same outsourced ‘gurus’ everyone else is outsourcing to – but Fergus, from OnStrategy, told Paula, Martin and I how so many young planners outside of the ‘big cities’ end up thinking they have no chance to make something even good, as they lack the tools, processes and infrastructure to do what the people on his show said they did.

It’s why we ensured in our Cannes talk we put 3 practical pieces of advice that anyone could use … because if we want to change the standards, we need everyone to have the ability to do that, not just the privileged big city types.

Which is why I leave you with this.

Because as much as time can help craft, a lack of it can force audacious leaps.

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Terrifying Tuesday. That Is A Thursday …

So I’m back.

And after an October where I went to Fiji, Australia, China and America … November is wonderfully static.

Don’t get me wrong, I love travelling … but that was ridiculous.

For all the talk of how COVID would change the way companies would work and interact, I’m meeting more and more people who are travelling more than they did pre-pandemic.

And that’s scary for a whole lot of reasons.

Personal, environmental, commercial.

Scarier than the that day where ghosts and ghouls are supposed to come out and haunt us. Also known as the day kids keep coming to your door demanding sweets.

Yes … that’s a terrible link to the point of this post, but I wrote it to originally appear on Halloween, but then I went to the US and missed my chance, so here we go.

Halloween in NZ is definitely less full-on than the US.

Oh my god … they love holidays and Halloween is one they embrace full-on.

When we lived in Manhattan Beach … it was like a community event.

The whole street would basically come out, all dressed in god-knows what, embracing the mood and the moment.

Obviously I hate that level of sociability … but even I got caught up in it, buying a ridiculously sized baby head from a shop, which I tried on in the car before casually looking to my right and seeing [1] I was next to a bank and [2] I had a security guard looking at me as if I was going to rob the joint.

Good times. Ahem.

Anyway, to keep with the ‘scary’ mood, Otis recently became the proud owner of these …

Yep … Crocs.

Fucking Crocs.

I know we talked about them recently in our ‘Strategy is constipated, imagination is the laxative’ talk … I know I have some sort of grudging respect that they are cool with charging $8 for each ‘personalised attachment’ you can add to the shoes … I know, with Otis’ dysgraphia, they are much easier for him to put on than many others … I know I can’t talk with my love of Birkies … but, but, but THEY’RE FUCKING CROCS.

Seriously, compared to them, Birkenstocks are liked pieces of art.

And yet they continue to live.

To thrive.

Like cockroaches of the footwear category.

Which means I have to salute their brand management and imagination.

Which is better than 99% of brands out there.

Which is why we put them in our Cannes talk.

And why I felt scared enough to put them in a post that was supposed to appear on halloween.

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