I was reading in the Observer recently about how JB Priestley made a 40-minute film of his erect penis.
No, hang on a minute, I’ve got that wrong. It was John Lennon who made a 40-minute of his erect penis. On the next page, in another article, there was a feature on J B Priestley and his epic trip around Britain, recording the thoughts and emotions of people in the year 1933.
If you made a similar trip these days, you’d probably find that the average bloke was making a 40-minute film about his erect penis.
And uploading it onto YouPube.
And that highlights one of my favourite quotes about creativity, from the art critic John Berger.
He said that the first time you walk into a restaurant with a needle in your tongue, you’re liable to be arrested.
The second time you do it, you’re liable to be hired as the cabaret.
And this is a genuine human truth, which the advertising industry has yet to get its head round.
I.e. Stuff which people initially consider shocking is quite quickly assimilated into culture.
Incidentally, Berger wrote that thought about 40 years ago, when sticking a needle in your tongue would have been considered unthinkable. These days, half the waitresses in London have got studs in their tongues. So, his observation has, in a sense, already come true.
And that has implications for creativity and research, which nobody has yet figured out how to deal with.
If you go into research with the equivalent of a needle in your tongue, people are liable to say – No, we don’t like that. You’ve done a better ad over there, the one with Penelope Cruz telling me that I’m worth it.
So the Penelope Cruz ad gets made, over the one with Jimmy Nail, with a needle in his tongue, telling people that they’re a bag of shite.
Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating to make the point.
But it’s enormously difficult to get original thinking through conventional research.
Someone told me that “Gorilla” wasn’t put into research. It was the umbrella concept of
“glass and a half productions” that gathered the necessary scores to prise the budget out of the board.
I don’t know if that’s true, but it sounds very plausible to me. The chances of getting an ad like Gorilla through conventional research are tiny.
But – once you MAKE an ad like that – people go, hey that’s funny, or they expand their mental horizons to accommodate the new thought, and hey presto it works.
And in fact, the weirder it is the better. Because people are bombarded with ordinary crap the whole time.
It wasn’t the umbrella thoughts of “glass and a half productions” that got 4 million hits on Youtube. It was the weird sh*t of a gorilla playing the drums.
Although if they’d given the Gorilla an umbrella, or maybe had a ball-boy standing behind him holding an umbrella, I don’t think it would have done any harm.
But if you go into conventional research, people will try to help you by telling you how to make your stuff more like the ads that are out there already.
They think they’re being helpful, that way.
It’s like a huge, expensive version of your Mum telling you that if you go out without a scarf you’ll catch a cold. I.e. stating the bleedin’ obvious.
So – how do you get really original stuff through ?
Well, I’ve got a few ideas on that. (Which I’ll expand on in another blog.)
But I think most agencies right now are just dragging out Youtube and saying - look, people are already doing this on the net anyway - can we do it as well ?
Look, this film of a cat playing the banjo has had 2 million hits, let’s try it for your toothpaste.
Which only makes a very limited sort of sense.
Because, at least on Youtube people are experimenting, and the boundaries are being pushed all the time. I don’t just mean in terms of taste - I mean in terms of weirdness and surreality and creativity and all the rest of it.
Now, being odd isn’t the only way to get noticed. But it worked for the gorilla, it worked for Sony’s balls , it worked for the Skoda cake, it worked for a lot of the stuff at HHCL, it worked for a lot of the stuff at CDP, etc, etc.
It’s something to think about.
And if it stops you thinking about J B Priestley’s penis, that’s probably a good thing too.