Moving on…

Last Friday I left Chelsea Pictures, the TV commercial production company I had founded nearly 20 years ago. Basically I wanted to focus on Campfire, which these days is more my cup of tea. I’m moving from the fastidious execution of TV commercials into the more conceptually challenging world of New Marketing via Campfire.
I saw the handwriting on the wall at Cannes this year, where on a bleak Friday morning (yes, Cannes can be bleak) I went over to the Palais to listen to Lonesome Bob Greenberg talk about the agency of the future.
Wandering around the halls of the Festival building at 9 AM I was amazed to find hundreds of people in many very large theaters watching an endless steam of commercials making up the Cannes “short list”. I felt like I was wandering around the set of Brazil. People were absolutely mesmerized by these endless little tidbits of irony and style that millions of other people around the world go out of their way to delete via Tivo, mute buttons and averted eyes.
When I finally found Bob’s speech, there were maybe thirty people, half of them asleep in an auditorium that could have held a thousand… And it wasn’t Bob’s fault, his presentation was damn prescient.
Painfully, I have also been thinking back to 1988, a year after I started Chelsea in Boston, when I was out for an anniversary dinner with my wife, Melinda, and I had to keep leaving her to run to a pay phone outside the restaurant on Newbury Street (no cell phones then), trying to reach a director who had disappeared on me. Even though he was up for a big job that would pay the bills for him and newly formed Chelsea for a number of months he hadn’t let me know if he was truly available.
There were lots of good times too, shooting in a snowstorm in the Wadi Rum desert of Jordan with a crew of 200 French, Italian and English technicians, paddling around the Everglades in a canoe with the same director friend from my wrecked anniversary dinner at sunset on a GM commercial shoot, followed by a huge alligator who seemed most interested in us. Spending a day with James Dyson at his amazing factory in Malmsbury UK, talking about his inventions, his rivalry with Steve Jobs, etc.
I definitely think commercials have their place in advertising, even in Campfire’s world of engaging social media. In some ways I think the most canny spot that was produced last year for one of our campaigns, at either Campfire and Chelsea, was the 30-second spot that McKinney produced as part of our Art of the Heist campaign (view below). Utilitarian, yes, but funny and effective as hell.
I wish my two former partners in Chelsea, Allison Amon and Lisa Mehling, well and look forward to exploring the outer reaches of social media with Mike Monello and Gregg Hale. Of course I’m a bit sad, but Ty Montague’s sage advice keeps ringing in my ears. Ty sez just repeat over and over, “It was a huge success and I did it all myself!” Ty promises you’ll feel a whole lot better immediately.
And even though it’s not true, I do already.
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