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An A to Z of Modern Marketing: C is for Conversation

18 Tuesday Nov 2014

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For most of its history, advertising has been a one-way street. The sneaky advertiser, aided and abetted by his publicity chums lies in wait and then ambushes the innocent and oblivious prospect, transmits a sales message, and hey presto!, an attitude is changed or some desired behavioral response invoked. In this way, the entire industry became adept at outbound messaging, and mainly used market research to improve its efficiency with the big questions: Who shall we target? Where shall we find them? And what will make them buy?

In the early years of the new millennium, the status quo was completely destabilized by the second coming of the Internet, known as Web 2.0. Quite suddenly, the prospect was no longer a passive participant, but armed with the means of providing instant feedback and crucially, the ability to share it with others, the consumer was in fact no longer the consumer, but a potentially huge marketplace wave of energy that could overwhelm the brand.

You might suggest that the old game was a bit like archery (find your target and shoot), but reflect that the new game is much more like table tennis played against multiple opponents where a clumsy return is roundly punished. So unlike the old ‘burst’ approach to campaign planning, brands today have to manage continuous exchanges, and in so doing have had to learn an important new skill: being a good listener isn’t enough anymore, you need to be a great conversationalist as well.

Poems of Place: Merton Street, October 10, 1974

19 Sunday Oct 2014

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Merton, Oxford

 

October is a month of ends

And shoals of dead leaves have gathered

Along the gutters of the cobbled street

In which the last of the late harvest chestnuts

Are darkened by the defiant sun,

Or lie disembowelled by ignorant wheels.

From somewhere in Merton, the sweet smell of wood fire

May mitigate against the chill.

But in coffee bars close-by, bereft parents sit contemplating

The prospect of an empty return, and afterwards the quiet house.

 

October is a month of starts

The newly-minted in over enthusiastic gowns

Or projective college stripes

Seek stationery deals in shops.

Or gather at the Fresher’s Fair

Eyes exploring eyes, voices hesitant.

In the Lodge amongst a group that’s dinner bound,

I recognise myself,

Arriving from a different world,

To learn new habits, think new thoughts.

But underneath the excitement of the moment

Did I know the consequences of this trip?

The no-going-back discovery

On this frontier

Between endings and beginnings

Which I crossed forty years ago,

And again, today?

 

An A to Z of Modern Marketing: A is for Advocacy

22 Monday Sep 2014

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While the Internet has changed marketing forever, there is a surprising amount of stuff we think of as new that is actually quite ancient. Take the hot topic of advocacy.

Procter and Gamble and Unilever in their soap wars long recognized the power of employing the well-informed neighbor to impart wisdom to the housewife ingénue over the garden fence or the kitchen table. Much later, consultants invented models such as the Loyalty Ladder that showed how to drive the target form suspect to advocate in 5 easy steps.

But the new and improved digital marketing toolbox has made creating brand endorsement significantly faster, easier and more systematic, and smart marketing wisdom now emphasizes the importance of driving advocacy rather than focusing on awareness and trial which is what the old broadcast media did. If the conventional linear consumer funnel hasn’t been completely mothballed in communications planning, it is being steadily replaced by the virtuous circles and swirls to be found in brand advocacy models.

So word of mouth -or is that word of tweet- is what you need today. Check out the excellent movie Blank on You Tube for a wry look at this new obsession. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nl9fvn8c_Eo).

Advocacy measurement is big business. Brands, especially those in the service sector, need to monitor their NPSs (Net Promoter Scores) that track the likelihood of customers to endorse it. Trip Advisor, Amazon and Goodreads and other online giants feature searchable databases crammed with user feedback. Meanwhile Linked in is attempting to be a one-stop shop for personal brand building and promotion but manages to polarize opinion with its requests for profile endorsements. Sponsorship now plays an increasingly important support role here too and many brands sign up celebrities as brand ambassadors to evangelize the brand gospel. See how many stars you can correctly match to the products they endorse.

Poems of Place: Les Dernières Vagues

17 Wednesday Sep 2014

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Cannes, Esterel, The Esterel

La Baie de Cannes, 31 Août

Les nuages arrivent,
Ressemblent aux congères énormes aux éperons à facettes.
Le vent constant et chaud, souffle d’une mer sulfate de cuivre
A travers les châteaux de sable abîmés, des pigeons charognards, des bouchons jetés, et nous aussi: la garnison dernière.
De l’ouest, l’Esterel s’éloigne dans la brume,
En faisant un rideau de fumée pour cacher sa retraite,
Fait prisonnier le soleil sanguine– sa puissance terminée.

A la plage, les claquements des transats, le battement des serviettes,
Les plaintes bougonnées des enfants fatigués,
Et le diminuendo du bavardage composent une grande élégie .
Enfin, le quartier reste tranquille
Pas de rugissement des moteurs tapageurs,
Pas de bourdonnements de drum’n’bass à la Boîte de la Pointe.
Nous avons regardé les tendres adieux, écouté les souvenirs amères douceurs des chagrinants.
Tout ce que nous avons en ce moment est le lavage des rouleaux et le souffle obstiné du vent,
Le ravisseur de l’Eté

Poems of Place: La Baie de Cannes, The Last Waves of Summer

01 Monday Sep 2014

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Alicia Zachary, Cannes, Esterel

31 Août

The clouds are coming now and appear like giant snow drifts with faceted spurs.
The wind, warm and constant, blows from the copper sulphate sea
Upon ruined sandcastles, scavenger pigeons, discarded bottle corks and us, the last contingent.

To the west, the Esterel recedes into the mist, laying smoke
To cover its retreat, taking with it the blood-orange final power of the prisoner sun.
Here, the clacking of chairs, the shaking of towels, the chuntering complaints of tired children and the diminuendo of the background chatter are an elegy to Summer.

The quartier is quiet once more.
No roar of big engine-ed cars, or hum of nightclub drum and base.
We have watched the fond farewells,
Heard the bitter-sweet memories of the broken hearted.
And all we have is the rhythmic washing of the waves, and the persistent whistle of the wind
That took away the summer.

An Elegy for Rex Audley (2005)

22 Friday Aug 2014

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In Memoriam

The Gentle Giant chronicler of wry has gone
But has a bigger canvas now to draw upon;
On Heaven’s foibles he trains his wit,
And on puffed angelic vanity makes the hit;
That mildly wicked streak and glinting eye
Finding all the humour in infinity.
Even paradise has its funny side: he’ll show
The jumped up Cherubs, lampooned to go.
Through all his years, despite life’s late trials
He remains the Gentleman of Droll, the King of Smiles.

And in our hearts, his art does yet extend
So in this we know, there is no Audley End.

Song: Storage Almost Full – The Sad Big Data Rag

13 Wednesday Aug 2014

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I couldn’t find your mail, with all that it entailed
I carried on assuming normal service would be resuming.
I couldn’t find your pix and panicked just a bit,
Implying I suppose that our joint account is closed.

I couldn’t load the page, still it’s not hard to gauge
Why my online status seems to have a small hiatus:
Some ghost in the machine
Has written on the screen:
Storage almost full
Please free up space to complete this process!

Storage almost full,
An interactive lull,
And in your contact cull?
My value showing null?
My lights are growing dull
With storage almost …

Poems of Place: Tonquin Bay, Tofino, British Columbia

08 Friday Aug 2014

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Poems of Place, Tofino

The track snakes downwards through fir and fern,

Cutting through the damp mist towards the smell of salt and sea.

The cove lies under a platform staircase the colour of rotting eggs:

A desolation boxed by rocks and cloud and nervous trees.

The waves, retreating now, leave sand wet and cold and shivering in the wind.

Ahead of me, a bastion of grey sits upon the water

Where two currents meet and fight, but both will soon lose out against the land,

Leaving behind the useless armour of Pacific Blues, the drowning Sea Stars

The random wrecks of Bull Kelp and me in fog,

Uncertain and unsure.

Then, in the mingle and mêlée of the waves, the cloud’s centre breaks,

Giving way to sky and sun, and the wind seeing advantage, blows and helps the rout,

Meanwhile from out of blues and greens, the islands come,

And with them, transforming heat that changes moods.

We watch as Sea Anemones energise the tidal pools,

While above our heads, an eagle flies,

And clarity, uncompromising yet absolute, arrives at last.

The Perfect G&T

01 Friday Aug 2014

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An Epithalamion for Thom and Gilly

 

Thom was born in June, the son of enterprise,

Who spooked his mum because he thought, not talked,

Yet soon made up lost time, and won a prize

For all that banter and the talk well-walked.

 

Gill arrived with ice, and curlers brushed a course

To show a rare girl with a generous heart:

She likes wayward kids as much as tomato sauce,

For Gilly knows the way to calm them à la carte.

 

So in Korea, our children of the ice and sun did meet,

And with hearts soon fused, afterwards flew west,

In new joint venture for the world to greet,

In which they pledged to be each other’s zest.

 

Life’s best tonics keep ingredients real,

Like this blend of Walton spirit and of Lemon peel.

 

 

Performance Management

28 Monday Jul 2014

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Business poetry

 

Fragility and Risk, the modern Scylla and Charybdis lure the enterprise to wrecking stations and require response;

So do not show us how clever you are with feats of rhetoric and applause, awards and more.

But exceed the budget, drive the business hard, and consider bold outcomes in both halves;

Better your personal best, let them elevate the bar.

There’s glory, team, in over-delivery; and under promising is the lower profile, safer route to bonus.

There’s peer group respect as well, jealousy’s far better than contempt;

There’s safety in numbers rather than words and flaky visions; trust in the protected, padded cells of spreadsheets your priority tasks and recall

The springs of human motivation respond more to golden sticks than insubstantial carrots, the root vegetable of the loser.

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