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Three Gastro Branding Cliches.

1.Wholesome, simple packaging

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Symptoms: Organic handmade approachableness, cartoony illustration, recycled brown cardboard, lowercase handwriting fonts, chatty 'Peter and Jane' style copy that reads like you're talking to a yummy mummy from Clapham.

'We're a bunch of ex city/media people who've married, moved to Cornwall and started a little food company. We love identifying how exruciatingly right-on we are and we're sure you'll buy into our brand of polite oaty goodie, because you want to feel like you're feeding the kids right and smartening up the fridge. And the packet will look great at dinner parties next to your Dualit toaster/Specialized bike etc. We'll gain too because secretly we want to take on the big players, sell out to McDonald's (we all remember Pret, Julian) and buy a Range Rover for the surfboards.

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Hats off to the groundbreakers: Pret, Jordan's Mill

Culprits: innocent drinks, Dorset Cereals
 

Antidote: Coca Cola. Water. Alpen.


2.The Old Fashioned Englishy Winglishy Food Company Limited

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Farm subsidies not up to what they were a few years back, gotta diversify, so we've gone organic. But wait a minute, says Grandad, this is how it was done years ago... *has 'I can see the light' Belushi moment*
I've got it, let's employ some fancy London types to rebrand us and package our stuff like it was designed pre-war! We can then sell it in a posh Sunday market or a shop up in town.

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Cue Copperplate/Edwardian font and grey/green colour scheme. Add curly wurly logo and pictures of the farm helpers (from a distance). Decorate inside of shop with rectangular white tiles, have staff wear 'traditional' aprons etc
Maybe quote the double-barreled name of the Farmer's son who started the thing.

Hats off to the groundbreakers: Linda McCartney?

Culprits: The Thoroughly wild meat co ltd (yes that is their name), The Ginger Pig

Antidote: Smithfield Market, 4am

 

3.Working Class Food as Hip


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Gastropubs and snack food producers are running out of the patience and skill to produce inventive, continental treats they promised (and realising it's quite hard to do well) so are now opting for the new fashion: Take working class food staples that we all ate as kids (or some of us did), add value with quality ingredients and reinvent as a middle class food treat: Simple English Food. Sausage & Mash, Fish Finger sandwiches, Alphabetti? Inspired.
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And While we're at it, attach dubious placenames to ingredients to add romance (example: 'Ludlow sausage flavour - Tyrells crisps)

*Authors note: on visiting the Ludlow tourist information website, at no point does it even attempt to herald Ludlow as a recognised or celebrated region of Sausage makers, or having any kind of sausage making connection or history. Sounds good though on a crisp packet.

Hats off to the groundbreakers: The Eagle, Damien Hirst's beans on toast menu idea for Quo Vadis

Culprits: S&M cafe (sausage & mash), The Crown Tavern EC1 (fish finger sandwich), most Gastropubs in the UK.

Antidote: Kettners, Bar Italia, Pizza Express

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Top ten house music tracks, 88-97

So after much prompting I've finally put together a list of my favourite house tunes from 88-97, all of which have meant a lot to me somewhere at somepoint. Might not be to everybody's taste and I'm sure everyone has their own favourites, but these are some of mine. And before anyone writes off the hardcore tunes, hardcore is house music too, and needs love just like all the rest.

To be released perhaps on the 'Lewis has too much time on his hands' white label.

Let me know your thoughts!

Frankie Knuckles -  tears

Frankie Knuckles produced some of the most soulful American house music ever made. Probably the only true 'classic' on this list, and a rare example of when house music becomes a proper song. They're drippin n droppin...!

Rhythm on the loose - Break of Dawn.

A total tune, what can I say. Big rave, outside, people dancing on speakers as the sun comes up.


Urban Soul - Alright (Sasha Mix)

Takes me back to going to a house party in Brockley where my ex girlfriend lived, the taxi driver dropped us off and 20 mins later I turned round and there he was, dancing in the party. He'd decided to come and join in.

Electropeople - Technoboy 

Can't leave this out. Scouse hardcore from around 1992 which is just one of my favourites.

Unity - Krome n Time
You can't have a list of house music without a bit of hardcore. This is where it was going mental.
And this is where it all goes a bit hazy. Tudor Oaks. Eclipse. I think. A bassline and a break to remember. I had long hair then.

2 Bad Mice - Waremouse 

Darkness. Reminds me of moody car parks and big illegal raves like Equinox in Luton and Proper Stuff in Cambridge. Bonfires, strobes, rain coming in, puffa jackets, pitbulls, crack smoke.


Dee Patten - Who's the Bad Man

So we sacked off the hardcore trying to smarten up and be grown up listening to 'progressive house' drinking champagne and dressing up all shirts and shoes. This was a dark tune with the apache break and sample from 'the harder they come'. Never forget it.


George Morel - Lets Groove.

1993 A solid, groove driven club US garage track with a great repeating melody. Attitude.

Round Two - New day

Moritz Von Oswald made this total classic that for me is another 'tears' about 5 years later.

Mood II Swing - Do it your way

Total toss up between this and 'All night long' but this just pipped it. I'd like the female voice taking on it to contact me about being my personal inspirational life guru. One from my intellectual student days. US deep house that is difficult to better.

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My top 5 people who use social media effectively

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Libertylondongirl (Twitter, blog)

LibertyLNDNgirl oozes class from every one of the 140 possible characters she chooses to offer her 11000 odd fashion people twitter followers at that moment.

An excellently timed and entertaining campaign, she gives a compelling insight into the international fashion world, and leads visitors to her effortlessly elegant blog, which just makes me feel like walking down to Bond Street and blowing my millions on Hermés scarves this minute.

Reinforces my happy belief in style over substance.

http://twitter.com/LibertyLndnGirl

 

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Malarkey (twitter)

Andy Clarke is who I would say changed my approach to web design.
Kind of one of the UK web design rock stars (er..that would be an interesting evening) he's been using twitter successfully for longer than most, with regular opinionated tweets that provoke, educate and entertain.
Currently nudging 10000 followers. Which for an essentially non-showbiz techie, is pretty impressive.

http://twitter.com/malarkey

 

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Vicki McLeod (FB, twitter)

Vicki McLeod knows her marketplace, the British expat community of Mallorca and Spain, (she will probably correct me here) and has cleverly built a Facebook following based on what she knows: expats flock together, and love to feel involved in a chatty loop, part of the gang. Vicki sets her tone in a friendly pally manner, and has grounded herself as the 'girl to know in Mallorca' with a Facebook profile that is so many times the hub of information in her social arena, out-doing the so called 'proper' info websites for immediate news, advice, jobs, links, hints, tips and gossip.
How she crams it in is anyone's guess.

http://t.co/LRMFyN5

http://twitter.com/phoenixmediavic

 

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Lots Road Auctions (FB)

Here's an example of a small business using facebook absolutely right. Chelsea auctioneers of all things unique and datey, Lots Road Auctions, with PR guru Andrew Derrick (Socrates International) has built a loyal following of LRA's customers by issuing extremely well written, informed design based product/offer comment on a weekly basis, plopped right into peoples walls, just the right amount not to be annoying. Which as we all know is the key to Facebook. And it's perfect for LRA's Gucci wearing ladies who lunch and jeep driving Fulham decorators for whom twitter would be far too techy.

FB: Lots Road Auctions

http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=lf#!/profile.php?id=100000345259007&ref=ts

 

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Sophy Robson (twitter, blog)

Sophy is an example I've used many times to clients when they ask: "I'm a one-man band with a niche skillset, how to I digitally market myself?"

A shit-hot nail girl, her job is to paint nails nicely. But the point is, she uses an entertaining, well timed twitter campaign to lead people to her excellently edited blog, which forms her website, with a cool design (but not too cool) and just the right amount of extra content to keep you reading, even if you are a bloke for whom nails are slightly low on his list of daily priorities.

Definitely the coolest nail girl in town.

http://twitter.com/sophynails

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Is Facebook privacy a human right?

 

I would imagine the most popular word in a converstation about Facebook right now could quite possibly be 'privacy', and with good reason after lots of evidence of Facebook's seemingly blatant 'data megastore' appears on the web, apparently you now don't just post your holiday snaps to your 'friends', but to the entire internet, as this clever diagram shows http://mattmckeon.com/facebook-privacy/ (via @ilovegraphics).
To try and explain the power of this, non digitally, it's a bit like having access to the front page of a global edition of The Sun just before it goes to press and sticking all your pictures of last night's bender, your flirty comments, a list of what you are doing/eating/thinking about and a couple of personal one to one chats, followed by your name, address and telephone number.
And thats just the tip of the iceberg. In reality, having a Facebook profile is like doing all of the above but with everything you've ever said, done or searched for online, listed publicly, chronologically and filed for easy access. Then an invitation is sent to everyone in the world with all travel expenses paid for to come and sift through your information. And take, and republish, or sell, or do whatever they want with. Completely legally.
Like Big Brother's much much smarter nephew.
People, punters, 'users', are apparently concerned about this. And I want to ask - why?
It has suddenly dawned on a few people that there may be some alterior motive, and, suspiciously, that Facebook is not just there for the good of mankind, that there may be, hold on a minute, a reason behind why it is there, like... wait for it... shock horror... making money.
No shit, Sherlock.
What? Making money? Out of poor innocent people who just want to simply talk to each other and gossip and share their lives on the internet for free? - Cue faces turning to slit eyed sneers - How could they! The evil no-good capitalists, that's what they are. Making their greedy dollars out of our info. Revolt! Turn off Facebook forever!
Yeah right. Thing is, you can't, because Facebook is too damned addictive. You simply can't leave, it's too interesting to keep checking what that semi-fit bird from school is looking like these days, or how the school jock is now a Tesco manager, or checking the photo albums of your mates' mother in law's birthday party with aunty Renie. 
But what gets me is why this comes as a surprise. What did did everyone think? That Facebook is some kind of human right? A government funded service provided for the people to interact with each other? For which there should be some kind of policing, the national association of social networking to defend the users privacy rights?
I personally prefer to to think that we hoped it was perhaps a naturally occurring open source project run by secretive mice in the internet pipes that magically send your messages for you back and forth in return for cheese (possibly explaining the crap design).
Facebook has magically created the platform for all of this to happen, what no reality TV show could ever dream of. It's like being IN Big Brother. Facebook has given the world what it wants, to chat to, gossip about and spy on each other. It is beautifully laid out, orchestrated, and gives the user the feeling of safety they need, like an invisibilty cloak for stalkers. 
Facebook is a business, an extremely successful one that I applaud in its consistently accurate creative decisions, and unstoppable growth while the rest of the world complains about recession.
Its product, and its most valuable asset, is highly accurate information, information about you, information you give it, free, every time you interact with it.
Privacy, as we once knew it, is history.

 

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Ant & Dec's Ant in Mallorca Tim's Bar tequila bender followed by pool soaking

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Shakespeare Pulp Fiction

(Please note- this is not my work, don't know where it comes from so apologies to the author)

 

Julius: Your pardon; did I break thy concentration?
        Continue! Ah, but now thy tongue is still.
        Allow me, then, to offer a retort.
        Describe Marsellus Wallace to me, pray.
Brett:  What?
Julius: What country dost thou hail from?
Brett:  What?
Julius: Thou sayest thou dost hail from distant What!
        I know but naught of thy strange country What.
        What language speak they in the land of What?
Brett:  What?
Julius: English, base knave, dost thou speak it?
Brett:  Aye!
Julius: Then hearken to my words and answer them!
        Describe to me Marsellus Wallace!
Brett:  What?
(JULIUS presses his knife to BRETT's throat)
Julius: Speak 'What' again! Thou cur, cry 'What' again!
        I dare thee utter 'What' again but once!
        I dare thee twice and spit upon thy name!
        Now, paint for me a portraiture in words,
        If thou hast any in thy head but 'What',
        Of Marsellus Wallace!
Brett:  He is dark.
Julius: Aye, and what more?
Brett:  His head is shaven bald.
Julius: Hath he the semblance of a harlot?
Brett:  What?
(JULIUS strikes with his blade and BRETT cries out)
Julius: Hath he the semblance of a harlot?
Brett:  Nay!
Julius: Then why didst thou attempt to bed him thus?
Brett:  I did not!
Julius: Aye, thou didst! O, aye, thou didst!
        Thou sought to rape him like a chattel whore!
        And sooth, Lord Wallace is displeased to bed
        With aught save Lady Wallace, whom he wed.

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