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March 2010

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I thought I’d just write a quick response to Lotte’s earlier post on the topic of the Rugby World Cup song. It’s hard not to, when inspired by more magic from the staff at Stuff!

Here’s an excerpt from this story, which has the headline “Fans Cool on Rugby World Cup song”:

“I don’t really care about the rugby world cup, but The Feelers? Isn’t that like Nickelback singing at the superbowl,” wrote Kris Lane.

“Generally if the Feelers are playing I like to be Anywhere Else, Right Then,” wrote Ad Show reporter Simon Pound.

Comedian Dai Henwood wrote: “The Feelers cover ‘Right Here Right Now’ as the Rugby World Cup Jingle. Really?! quite glad a don’t watch union anymore.”

Remember, this is a story that is supposed to be telling us that fans don’t like the song, or to be precise that the song “been met with some reluctance by rugby supporters.” And these are the only quotes in the story. Let’s here set aside the fact that these people are not exactly off-the-street: All three “responses” were tweeted, (sorry Lotte), a fact explicitly stated in the story, but they are hardly middle New Zealand - all three are relatively high-profile in the New Zealand blogotweetosphere.

No, what’s interesting here is that two of these three people state quite clearly that they are not fans. In fact, nowhere in the story is there any mention of what these fabled Rugby Supporters actually think. Good one, Stuff.

These leads me to three possible conclusions: Firstly, the most obvious has already been covered - nobody over at Stuff is even trying, at all; secondly, rugby is dying - either we’re so saturated with it that nobody cares, or hardcore support genuinely is restricted to an insular minority; or lastly, and also likely, that the sort of people this kind of thing is aimed at will take whatever they’re fed and that what they’re being fed here (familiar, non-challenging, hyper-processed to the point that my ears just hear an insipid morass of compressed jangle-and-cymbals) is fine by them. After all, it’s going to sit beside stuff on RadioWorks stations that sounds exactly the same.

The comments column is, as always, enlightening:

“it is a GREAT song!! if you don’t like the Feelers you ain’t a Kiwi - end of story! perfect band for the event, perfect sound. I love it!” says Jen P. “@ Jen P #242 I am a kiwiw and i am sorry to say but they have just failed on an epic scale. The Feelers are dated and the song is S**t. Just heard there cover of it on tele and all i can say is just from that we deserve to lose the rugby” replies N the Middle.

Mar 30, 2010
#stuff.co.nz #television #radio #music #advertising #sport
The 'Who Cares?' to end all 'Who Cares?'

It’s not because it is about the Rugby World Cup that this annoys me. It’s not because I hate the Feelers. It’s not even that I hate the original song. I hate this article for one particular reason: Twitter. 

I hate articles based on people’s Twitter posts.

Here we have a supposed piece of journalism, feeding off a rumour and the fanning of the fire on a social networking site. No, I don’t care what Kris Lane said on Twitter. It’s not because I don’t know Kris Lane. Once upon a time when I watched TV, there was always some little montage of talking heads on the street, giving their common take on today’s hot topic for the six o’clock news. I never knew any of them (though when I did, or was that person, it was kind of a thrill, don’t you think?) I don’t care what Dai Henwood had to say on Twitter about it either, even if I do know who he is and think he’s a dweeb. 

No, it’s this lazy manner in which journalists now canvas popular opinion without leaving their office chair. Research? No, a Trade Me auction about a lemon for sale does not count as in-depth reporting on the XT thingy. Neither does somebody selling off their All Blacks memorabilia on New Zealand’s supposed ‘day of mourning’ back in 2007. THIS IS NOT JOURNALISM PEOPLE. Anyone can look @twitter or trawl TradeMe, wondering what happened to civilization. Actually getting out there and talking to people? Surely that’s more valuable than thinking about who might be in the locality of some event, looking them up on twitter and seeing what they have to say about it? Surely?

It’s all getting a little too abstract really. Duncan Garner fishes in vain for a headline in tomorrow’s paper: ‘So-and-so admits on television show that he really does want to screw us over’. The Sunday Star Times regularly has articles on some issue which turn out to be an oversized advertisement for some program on TV3. Blog posts from no one in particular are spun into national headlines regarding some MP who wanted a bit of peace and quiet. Photos of murder victims are lifted from their Facebook site. And now we are presented with Tweets as space filler in our trusted online news sites (ha!). Each medium seems to feed off another until you wonder if journalists see any daylight at all. 

All this article is saying to me is, ‘Hey, Twitter lets you hear what your favourite famous people are saying straight from the horses mouth, on any topic they care to share at any time of the day. Join so-and-so on Twitter!’ Frankly, I don’t care what Angelina Jolie’s secretary has to say about climate change. 

Remember how, just recently, Facebook tried to open all our pages up to Google so that journalists could see what we were writing, just like they could on Twitter? Remember how much we liked that? The next time I see the words ‘social networking site’ in a news article, I shall be hitting the ‘back’ button and getting my sorry, internet-surfing ass the hell outta there. And then complaining about it out of harms way, on my seriously secure Facebook profile.

Mar 29, 2010
Hi Gerry, thanks for reading my blog. Do you like stuff? Because I really like stuff.

Evan’s favourite ‘tie-rack’, Duncan Garner, goes head to head with Gerry Brownlee. Or not. Brian Edwards’ transcript of the pointlessness of an interview style made me laugh out loud and reassured me there is no hurry to purchase a television. 

(If it is a transcript. Not having seen the interview, I have no idea if Mr. Edwards is directly replaying events or cunningly summing up the general proceedings of the interview that wasn’t. So yes, a wildly informative post from me!)

Mar 28, 2010
Mar 26, 2010
#stuff.co.nz #bad headlines
Why Do You Talk Like That?

I’ve had a strrroooookkkkeee!

Has anybody else watched any of the IPL coverage this year? And before you complain, yes, it’s incongruous to be interested in music AND politics AND food AND sport. I know. But you’ll just have to deal with it.

Anyway, the real question is, what the hell has happened to Danny Morrison? At first, I was pleasantly surprised to hear two New Zealand voices in the mix, and I had missed Jeremy Coney’s eloquent delivery. I was never a real fan of Morrison, he was a good, combative cricketer, but his commentary was never inspiring, intelligent or nice to listen to in any way. But this year, in the heat of the subcontinent, he’s really giving us something else.

I’m not sure it has anything to do with a disturbance in his brain’s blood supply, but it sounds a little like it. It’s something about the pauses

between clauses

like a West-Auckland-tinged William Shatner parody. It sounds like he has a script, but every few words are written on a different page, and he has to search to find each one. He also sounds quite bewildered about the whole ordeal, and at the same time, seems to think he’s voicing a television advertisement for an Australian housewares and appliance superstore.

And the superlatives… Well, he was never short of those, but now even the superlatives have superlatives. Next to the other commentators, who are pretty good at best and boring at worst, Morrison sounds like he’s on some sort of nightmarish, drug-fuelled rampage through a tiny subset of the English language.

I’m going to attach some examples here, but I think you have to watch a whole match to get a good idea of the insanity.

You’ll want to go about 12 minutes in for the Morrison magic here:

He’s on at the start here, but maybe he’s had a few horse-tranqs, he’s not totally outrageous:

We haven’t yet discussed the SCREAMING, ALL-CAPS, PULSATING, IN-YOUR-FACE, MADNESS that is the IPL coverage, but I will say one thing: No matter how much it rapes cricket, no matter how many cellphone ads you can fit between consecutive deliveries in the same over, no matter how bad the cheerleaders are, it’s still not as distasteful as the Australian Channel 9 Wide World of Sports Cricket coverage. They don’t even have Richie Benaud any more, although they do wheel him in during tea breaks to talk about interesting moments he has had while talking about the game.

Mar 25, 2010
#cricket #television
Mar 23, 2010
#television #milk #cheese #elevator music #corporate takeover
Play
Mar 14, 2010
#advertising #the point? The point is a dot to me!
Mar 12, 2010
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#television #weather #technology #the point?! The point is a dot to me!
Mar 9, 2010
#stuff.co.nz #the point? The point is a dot to me!
Dear California

Weta Digital does not equal New Zealand.

That is all.

Mar 8, 2010
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#dunedin #marketing #ODT
Mar 3, 2010
#stuff.co.nz #the point? The point is a dot to me!
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