I used to think that whoever invented breakfast meetings didn't really know how to enjoy the night before the breakfast meeting.
But I don’t mind them so much these days, and last week I found myself at one convened to discuss "the future of advertising". As Robert Saville said to me, it should have taken place in an air bubble with everyone wearing jet-powered roller skates and helmets – but unfortunately it was the usual bagels and pressed napery affair.
Robert, needless to say, wasn't there himself because he's busy creating the future of advertising more or less single-handedly.
However, I always quite enjoy these sort of meetings because it's a chance to trumpet the imminent death of the industry as we know it.
It's all very well Dave Trott pointing out quite legitimately that the arrival of new media doesn't necessarily kill all the old media (although I'm glad I'm not in the slide rule business) - (actually, for a whole host of reasons) - but he's missing half the fun.
Which is to tell people from the big network agencies who are interested in the future that in all likelihood they won't have a part to play in it.
(A friend of mine, who gets very wound up about this, likes to say that “it’s about time these people woke up and smelled the coffee”. Forgetting that actually smelling the coffee is a very pleasurable experience. Particularly at a breakfast meeting. It’s not like the smell of napalm in the morning which (I imagine) is pretty unpleasant.)
The problem is that these days nobody from the big network agencies gets invited to events like this – so they can’t sit there and be told that their days of roaming the earth with huge teeth and stumpy useless little arms are numbered.
The breakfast thing was a bunch of digital superstars and me. So whenever an awkward question came my way I stuffed a bagel in my mouth and protested that although I would love to talk about what Douglas Coupland called the “real-time 24-7 marinade of electronic information”, and post-twitter social media opportunities, unfortunately right now I'd got my mouth full.
But the thing which did get me down was that there wasn't enough of the usual "death-to-the-dinosaurs" stuff, which is frankly meat and bagel to me.
Have digital agencies started to become the dinosaurs ? If so - great, what's next ?
So we actually got a lot of what I would call complacency. When I did my usual schtick about 95% of advertising being pure crap, I was informed that it "had pretty much always been like that".
Well, yes and no. That same day a journalist I love called Stephen Armstrong (who among many other accomplishments is Comedy Correspondent for the Sunday Times) was writing in the Guardian that this was the worst period for advertising creativity he could ever remember.
He didn’t write “now is the winter of our discontent”; he wrote “this summer has seen the onset of the worst advertising of all time”.
Hear hear.
It's garbage.
The creative highlight of the year is undoubtedly the Meerkat.
And while I love VCCP's integration skills - and I think they should be on every new business pitch list for that reason alone - Meerkat isn't a gold pencil.
I’m not even 100% sure that it warrants a silver biro.
But it IS the creative highlight of the year.
The other problem, as I see it, is that complacency is what got us into this mess in the first place.
So I hope I ruffled a few feathers.
I'd like to say "over the eggs". But I didn't see any eggs.
Just bags of bagels.