So, for the next two weeks, we’ll be seeing a mustachioed Bob Dylan in his new career as advertising shill for Victoria’s Secret. He not only scored but appears in the ad, which features his song “Love Sick”.
Per Orin Snyder, a partner at Manatt, Phelps & Phillips who claims to represent Dylan, this is not a sell-out, nay, nay, but just another way for his client to artistically commune with the public:
“Artists are really yearning for new avenues of communication with their audience.”
(http://blogcritics.org/archives/2004/04/04/150552.php)
Dylan’s pathetic mid/late career obsession with sexual and romantic frustration may make him the background songwriter of choice for purveyors of soft porn, but appearing in the commercials is another matter altogether. A leering, dirty old man is still a leering, dirty old man.
I’m with AdAge on this one.
At It Again
Okay, on this, the day of Condoleeza Rice’s expected testimony to the 9/11 commission, the news that London will be the venue for Apple Corps’ third lawsuit against Apple Computer isn’t the most earth-shattering current event.
418 Americans Can’t Be Wrong
Yesterday, the Pew Research Center announced the results of their recent poll, sample size 790, on Bush’s current approval rating, a low for the 3 1/2 dismal years of his presidency.
Yet Another Stupid Jury
So, it’s open season in Texas on kids this April, which happens to be Child Abuse Prevention Month: li’l Deanna Laney, bless her, was aquitted of the murder of her 6 and 8 year old children by reason of insanity.
Pay Rates Increasing In – India
According to CNET, Eastern Europe and China may be competing with India for American offshoring services because of rising pay rates – double-digit salary growth was reported in 2003, while US pay has been the same or even declining.
Prediction
The Bush smear machine is working, and John Kerry, if he is nominated by the Dems, will NOT win the presidential election this fall.
Mother of the Year 2004
Deanna La June Laney would probably be every American man’s ideal wife: pretty, high cheekbones, delicate features, wears clothes well. She’s every bit as cute as her folksy little name.
That Which Is In a Name
I suppose that most people take their names for granted, or assume that if they have one they hate, it’s to be put up with, like chronic acne or seasonal allergies.
Less Safe for Democracy
The DOW slid again yesterday, perilously close to 10,000, as the 9/11 commission prepares for what some consider its “most significant” hearings today on the efforts, or non-efforts, the current Administration has made to defeat al Qaeda.
Friday Five
If you…
1. …owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?
Fat- and carbo-laden breakfast fare. Well, maybe I’d have some healthy stuff, too, whole grains, fruit, real yogurt, sushi, eggless omelets with interesting fillings, like guacamole or olive tapenade.
2. …owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?
I would sell goods that have no practical value but are absolutely beautiful in their own right, the kind of items that make life gracious and pleasurable, like stained glass, art books, gorgeous flatware. A combination museum store and Mikasa outlet.
3. …wrote a book, what genre would it be?
For lack of imagination, probably a biography or auto-biography.
4. …ran a school, what would you teach?
Something subversive that would undermine a loathesome institution or individuals, like medical doctors.
5. …recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?
Music to code by: 60’s and fusion jazz, or swing and other 40’s big bands.