tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post437002807166128984..comments2023-09-20T14:18:32.900+02:00Comments on Obscene Desserts: On healthy habits and responsible role modelsJCWoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02585322642151280666noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post-12174386617648193122009-11-16T20:47:15.943+01:002009-11-16T20:47:15.943+01:00Hmm. We'll see if we get your portentious mob...Hmm. We'll see if we get your portentious moby (handy - took me ages to work that out) ad over here. I ain't seen it.<br /><br />The Macdonalds ad is, almost inevitably, on youtube - put in "Madonalds 'favourites' advert" and you'll find it. <br /><br />Brooker missed the poetry ad thing, and I have to say I rather like the Boots' one, as long as they have the original Ernie K. Doe version of "Here come the girls", which is a rather good example of Norleens funk.<br /><br />But he's spot on about the Hamster Morrisons thing. The worst thing about that is that unless I am very much mistaken the V/O is done by Jim Broadbent. (If not, it is a soundalike). Do him and Morrisey not have enough in the bank without having to shred our memories of their fine work by advertising Maccy D and Morrisons.mikeovswinton, shredded.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post-14529440634953238182009-11-16T14:42:21.038+01:002009-11-16T14:42:21.038+01:00Talking about ads, did you read Charlie Brooker on...Talking about ads, did you read Charlie Brooker on Christmas ads in the Guardian today? His particular hate object is the Morrison's one with the little one from Top Gear, whom he likens to "a slightly unkempt mouse following a shop".<br /><br />But no, I haven't come across any of your British bardic ads yet, although I tend to watch a bit of telly when I'm in the UK (as I was last week - well, in Glasgow).<br /><br />Though the most grating ad that I've come across recently is one they were showing ad nauseam on one of those Nuremberg rally screens at Frankfurt airport as I was waiting for my plane. It began with the line "the moment we are born, we are hemmed in, tied down, bla bla bla ..." (all accompanied by a contemplative e-pop tune) and the punch line was of course that if you buy a particular mobile phone you will be able to reestablish the freedom you'd experienced in the womb (yes, the whole thing starts off on the ultrasound image of a foetus).<br /><br />The womb, my arse! As if we didn't all know that the word rhymes with tomb.<br /><br />Maybe it was a poetic ad, after all - if you take a Gestalt sort of perspective, of course.https://obscenedesserts.blogspot.com/https://www.blogger.com/profile/14637377045831848328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post-67719649283079746032009-11-16T14:34:16.177+01:002009-11-16T14:34:16.177+01:00It was Maxell, who I think used to do tapes in the...It was Maxell, who I think used to do tapes in the days before they came up with "digital" and "computers" Check out on youtube "Maxell Israelites Advert" or "Maxell Skids In the Valley advert" and you'll see the stuff.mikeovswintonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post-91097471652818429082009-11-16T14:28:05.756+01:002009-11-16T14:28:05.756+01:00They did an advert over here where people held up ...They did an advert over here where people held up cards with what they thought the lyrics to songs were.Can't remember who the ad was for - isn't that always the way, though? You remember the ad and not the product. Suggests that there might be some wastage of money going on there.<br />Incidentally, the latest craze in the advertising world on tv over here is poems. Macdonalds have one, voiced by David Morrisey, no less. Then Cathedral City cheese did one. Now the Sun has Johnny Vegas doing one. Wonder if it'll spark off a craze for pomes amongst the yoof of the country? They are probably all done by one ad agency who have a rhymer on their staff.mikeovswinton, poet doesn't know itnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post-53507580319083139242009-11-16T09:03:21.884+01:002009-11-16T09:03:21.884+01:00I'm not sure about the technical term for &quo...I'm not sure about the technical term for "mishearing pop lyrics", but a German comedian a few years ago had an extended routine based on the rumour that Phil Collins had heard Madonna's "La Isla Bonita" as "Louise the Bone Eater".<br /><br />I wonder whether Gestalt-psychologists might help us here. Maybe your brain not only fills in the gaps of unfinished images but also of incomplete songs.https://obscenedesserts.blogspot.com/https://www.blogger.com/profile/14637377045831848328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31265055.post-66578985685313096602009-11-16T08:56:24.108+01:002009-11-16T08:56:24.108+01:00To some extent I agree with your point about lyric...To some extent I agree with your point about lyrics. In the anglophone world there is a sort of game with some songs of working out what the lyrics to songs actually are. There's a term which I can't remember for the lyrics you think you are hearing when you are actually hearing something completely different. Do you have this in Germany, or are your singers gifted with excellent diction?mikeovswintonnoreply@blogger.com