This is going to be a rant.
This will be the age old (at least for the "electronic age") complaint about advertising in the N. American marketplace.
During the early 1970's I was vice president of an advertising agency and I wrote several campaigns that I'm not that proud of even though they were successful.
This morning we have hit a new low.
It is 6 a.m. in Arizona.Â I've turned on MSNBC to see what new attrocities my government has inflicted on the world while I slept.Â (Actually, if the truth be known, I turned it on because Alex Witt is cute as the dickens...)
As with commercial broadcast stations globally, every seven minutes they have to pay the bills and run a commercial break for advertising.
The scene opens with the interior of an emptyÂ honky tonk barroom where a group of 6 men with musical instruments are practicing.Â There is a familiar riff that is recognizable as the music from Elvis Presley's theme from the movie "Viva Las Vegas".
Each man takes a turn at the song and the voices aren't bad. I never like the song anyway, but this wasn't bad so I start paying attention...until the chorus.
When I got off the floor, I realized that this will be running through my head for days, if not weeks.Â The only thing I can think of that would destroy a building mood would be to have a group of children come into the bedroom at an inopportuneÂ moment.
This has given a whole new meaning to the phrase "Ugly American".