London-based? Swing by 16 Hanbury St. and walk by the offices of Wieden + Kennedy, where a giant Christmas card is fusing the faces of passersby to various holiday characters. Stand there long enough, and you might see your own face appear on Santa, an elf, or some kind of creepy egg-shaped bird.
- Detroit-based writer, Mandy, was recently laid off. On her blog, she shares the drama and emotion that goes with losing one's job.
- Charlie Brown and crew illustrate how an agency goes through the process of creating a Christmas card.
- The I'm Just Sayin' Show dissects the Jessica Alba Photoshop Debacle.
- The House voted in favor of the auto industry bail out...sorry...bridge loan.
- Santa Claus is dead.
To bring attention to European Anti-trafficking Day back in October, McCann-Erikson Belgium created a campaign that illustrates just how connected those in the human trafficking trade are to their jobs.
Each of the three ads shows a person "connected" to their profession. See the other two ads here and here.
I was watching Heroes on Hulu last night when I caught these two utterly-bananas PSAs by Americans for the Arts.
Each ad spoofs prototypical cereal and junkfood ads in a fresh, over-the-top way. And they are hilarious, even after 80 watches (which you'll inevitably endure if you're watching any streaming TV on a network-owned site).
In "Raisin Brahms," Johannes Brahms bursts into a family's breakfast nook, Kool-Aid Man-style, and offers the kids Raisin Brahms -- "fortified with increased test scores and creative problem-solving skills!"
Pan to Dad. "Bobby? Susie?!" he whispers, aghast, when Brahmsy beards appear on his kids' faces.
"Don't worry, that's just the POWER of the ARTS!" Brahms explodes.
To demonstrate the new Memo Share, a print and video sharing service, Woo Agency created Made Up Memories, yet another insert-your-picture video maker which, shocker, you can send to your friends.
So here I am promoting the Christmas season "it" toy, Dance'y Pants Steve. Yea, you read that right. My face (from an old picture which I can't seem to eradicate from the bowels of Google) is atop a dancing bunny who looks like he's one of those Barney characters.
Disturbed by the perks he's being freely given since TD Bank's absorption of Commerce, Regis Philbin gets some pop therapy from his TD Bank representative.
This ad precedes a more recent spot that takes place in a therapist's lounge and depicts Regis and Kelly as puppets. Aside from some slight tweakage, the ads repeat the same jokes (Regis TALKING in the THIRD PERSON! Har!!!), drive the same points home (two banks now one, and friendlier than ever!) and are equally forgettable.
Okay, that's not entirely true. The primal scream therapy spot sticks a little. And I guess there are few things "not to like!" about a bank rep that prescribes breathing exercises for you.
By Tierney Communications.
Got a distracting case of Cartoon Lovebirds Syndrome (CLS)? What you need is Treo, a handy tube of "fast-acting headache effervescent tablets."
"Headache effervescent tablets" my ass. I know bleached Dip when I see it!
Fun, fancy-free work by Garbergs/Stockholm, with assistance from St. Paul Film and Fido.
Bummer. Even beloved Hulu has fallen prey to the dreaded AWKWARD AD PLACEMENT. While Adrants reader Roger viewed the Saturday Night Live Jizz in My Pants clip, which carried the pre-roll notice "the following material originally aired at 12:40AM and may not be suitable for younger viewers," he was presented with an ad banner for Big Brothers Big Sisters.
It's not that anyone viewing this clip isn't a perfectly decent person worthy of being made aware of Big Brothers and Big Sisters. It's just the association could be seen by some as awkward.
As of this writing, the Big Brothers Big Sisters ad is still atop the clip. Jizzing aside, it's always nice to see Molly Sims and Jamie Lynn Sigler. Apparently, as the video proves, it was nice for the boys to see them as well.
Digital agency OneUpWeb is helping Santa manage the Naughty or Nice list this year. Well, really just the Naughty list. When you visit the list, you can nominate three people who will added to the list. If you're on it, nominating the three people gets you off the list.
Once you add the three people, they receive a letter from Santa which reads, in part, "Due to inflation and economic hardships, I have had to layoff many of my elves ... If you don't make it off the list before I check it twice, you can count on coal this Christmas Eve."
Of course, if you like to be naughty, you might just want to leave yourself on the list. So Santa knows exactly what sort of toy you'd like to receive Christmas day.
A MINI really isn't so mini when you wrap it up in Christmas packaging and place it in a mall. Which is exactly what Young Marketing did in the El Retiro Center in Bogota Columbia.
The backside of the package was designed to be a store at which Matchbox-sized versions of the MINI could be purchased.
Check out all the images of the work here.
We love our schadenfreude and we love to kick a man when he's (going?) down. Because it's what we do. Because it's what we're expected to do. Right? So it's no surprise Donny Deutsch is getting a lashing not only for recently losing his CNBC television show, The Big Idea, but also for fooling around with a married woman.
Deutsch, according to the New York Post, was reportedly caught on camera by a private investigator kissing Lisa Sandler, the wife of hedge-fund manager Andrew Sandler. After wondering whether or not his wife was stepping out on him, Andrew hired the private eye to see if there was anything to his wonderment. Seemingly there is, as the pictures are said to show Donny and Lisa kissing.
Earlier this year, Snapple ran an ad to promote its new antioxidant-enriched water. It featured a guy leaping around in a bubblewrap world to the semi-infectious Cat's Meow by The Bad Eliots.
The commercial didn't exactly fare swimmingly, but Snapple's seed firm M80 claims it drummed up plenty of interest for The Bad Eliots in the blogosphere and elsewhere. So, partly to help them out and partly to make itself look more creatively robust, Snapple helped The Bad Eliots produce and release a snazzy new music video.
It's quirky and low-def, making it obvious blogger bait.
I love rock n' roll. I will survive. I'm a hustler baby.
Why Tweet that profound, self-affirming lyric when you can rock it? Check out i/denti/tees. Each tee comes in its own album cover -- developed by agency POV -- and the ability to download any 10 iTunes tracks you want. (US residents only.)
Lyrics are printed on tees provided by EDUN LIVE, a charity started by Bono and his wife Ali, so a percentage of your purchase also goes to benefit sub-Saharan Africa.
All this for just $35!
Available at Hard Rock Cafes, where people are usually too drunk and/or high ("On life, man, on LIFE!") to notice price tags anyway. Also, Bill Green says Jennifer Aniston is serving as an unofficial brand evangelist. What other endorsement is there in life?