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You have 10 seconds in which to name three Top 40 hits by INXS starting… NOW!
The more observant among you will notice that we have started this week’s blogstravaganza with the final prize round from the Radio 2 pop quiz Popmaster, as featured on the Ken Bruce morning show. Answers at the bottom of the blog, by the way.
Popmaster is something of a cult of all cults. On any given day you will find it trending on Twitter, as workplaces all around the country grind briefly to a halt so that employees can play against the radio. Here at Small Man Media, we are no different – at around about 10.30, we momentarily stop writing, tweeting, blogging and ideas generating, and join in the fun. Why are we talking about this? Because it is literally THE ONLY TIME THAT SMALL MAN MEDIA EVER STOPS WORKING.
Christmas is thundering towards us, of course, and so it’s not so much a case of ‘noses to the gridstone’ in our office as, ‘why don’t we have grindstones surgically implanted into our noses so that our noses can be attached to the grindstone all the time?’ The office stockroom currently looks like a Santa’s grotto of delights, stuffed to the rafters as it is with festively fantastic things from the likes of Sheaffer, AT Cross, Mustard, Artline and Bridgestone, and quite frankly, if we do not find good homes for every last item by the time the first snows fall, we will not be celebrating Christmas. Those pigs in blankets we can’t wait to tuck into? They will be going in the bin.
One of the gift ideas that is getting us very excited is Mustard’s range of T-Rex highlighter pens, which as the name suggests is a number of highlighter pens that happen to be shaped like the king of the dinosaurs, the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
This got us all thinking, in the office, as to what our favourite dinosaur would be. The conclusions make for fascinating reading for anyone who has ever wondered to themselves: What would be the favourite dinosaurs of the people who work at the West Midlands’ toppermost PR agency? And they are:
Head Honcho Ben: “The pterodactyl. Because it flies. It’s that simple.”
Big Enchilada Rach: “The tyrannosaurus. I like his little hands.”
Demolition Man Dan: “The stegosaurus. They look quite scary but they’re not, they’re herbivores, you know.”
Mother Superior Michelle: “The brontosaurus, because he [Michelle seems to think all brontosauruses are male] has a big long neck.”
Writer Monkey Pete: “The ankylosaurus, because its spiked club tail could be used to repel predators, and also because they are the best bit of Jurassic World.”
But it’s not all dinosaur discussions and gratuitous sausage wastage here at SMM. We are thundering towards the crucial cut-off point of the Firestone Battle Of The Bands competition for 2017, and we are frankly beside ourselves with excitement. The closing date is THIS VERY SUNDAY, as in October 22, as in two days after this blog drops, which is a roundabout way of saying that any musical acts out there who fancy taking a big step towards superstardom, and a bumper prize of two grands’ worth of Orange Amplification Equipment and another £1,500 worth of studio time, can still get involved at battleofthebands.firestone.eu
And with that, we bid you all the very finest of British weekends. May all your puddings be Yorkshire.
Oh, and you could have had Suicide Blonde, Never Tear Us Apart, The Devil Inside, Need You Tonight, Mystify…
This blog was composed by Small Man Media’s Writer Monkey Pete Cashmore, who this week has managed to get into a Twitter spat with former X Factor winner Steve Brookstein, go viral to the tune of 114,000 impressions with a tweet about James Corden being a berk, and get trolled by Celebrity Big Brother loser Samantha Brick, if anybody remembers her. Which they definitely don’t.
Crikey, what a week. WHAT. A. WEEK. It has been, as the young people say, a ‘cray’ (apparently the youth are too lazy to put a ‘z’ in the word ‘crazy’, we despair really) week at Small Man Media Towers. And not always for good reasons, he said enigmatically.
This is a good reason though! Writer Monkey Pete touched on this last week, but it has now been announced to the world at large that Small Man Media is officially, without a shadow of a doubt, the winner of an SME News Midlands Enterprise Award for 2017! IN YOUR FACE! We were declared the Best Press Release Solutions Provider in the region. Quite frankly, we would go further and suggest that we are the best in the world, but that’s really not for us to say.
Meanwhile, working her delicate, exquisitely-manicured fingers to the bone was Big Enchilada Rachel, who has racked up more travel miles than a particularly overworked Ryanair pilot this week. Last weekend, she sashayed elegantly into the Althorp Literary Festival, a distinctly swanky affair for book aficionados at Althorp House, in Northamptonshire.
Althorp, for ye who do not know, is the family seat of Earl Spencer of Althorp, so it is, as we say in Wolverhampton, ‘dead fancy like’, and an afternoon tea in its environs is a bit grander than a cup of Earl Grey and a couple of cream scones.
Her Rachelship was there to ensure that competition winners for esteemed pen manufacturers AT Cross and Sheaffer had the dandiest day possible, partaking of said afternoon tea and meeting some of the assembled writers, which included Judy ‘My Sons Are Quite Handy At Tennis’ Murray (below, doing a book signing) and top columnist Kathy Lette, getting signed books into the bargain.
Meanwhile, Head Honcho Ben has been throwing himself, like a man possessed, into Firestone’s Battle Of The Bands competition, which is being fronted by Theo from top rock types Wolf Alice. The entries have already started to flood in, as well as the contest popping up in the likes of Tyrepress and the Music Industry News Network. It’s shaping up to be a big one and there’s still time for bands to enter, although we must warn you that traditional Bavarian oompah bands are unlikely to make the final cut.
Would that all of our endeavours ran so smoothly this week, dear blog-reader. On Wednesday, the Big Enchilada was on the road again heading to London with Disco Dan for a sit-down meeting with funky stationery overlords Mustard, represented by Reuben Utudjian (who owns Mustard, so he’s pretty important) and Bauer Media, owners of 4Music, Absolute Radio, Empire magazine, Closer, Kerrang!, Grazia and all manner of other top brands.
When such a mega mega meet-up is happening, it’s good to be able to count on your train service provider. However, when said service provider is – well, we won’t name them, let’s just say their name rhymes with ‘Surgin’ Pains‘ – then something somewhere is bound to go awry. Like our twosome’s train being suddenly cancelled at New Street Station due to a ‘driver incident’, the incident presumably being that he didn’t bother turning up.
Now, when you’ve barked up north of 180 quid for two tickets to London, it’s not unreasonable to expect that the train, you know, GETS TO LONDON. A setback such as this would have left lesser PR agencies weeping disconsolately in the pub nearest the station, but SMM is made of sterner stuff, chartered another train (by which we mean ‘got on another train’), reached Euston over half an hour late, and STILL managed to make the meeting on time AND organise a serving of cookies, upon which all in attendance were invited to nibble. We’re made of stern stuff here in Wolverhampton. We’re like well-dressed Vikings, really.
In summary, awards, fancy afternoon teas, top new musical acts galore and rubbish train services. And cookies. Never forget the cookies. Of course, a Small Man week wouldn’t be a Small Man week without lashings of delicious coverage, and this week Disco Dan managed to get into Vogue! Well, in the sense that one of Cross’s fantastic limited edition Star Wars pens was in Vogue. Dan himself wasn’t in Vogue, you understand, he’s not a top male model, although he hasn’t ruled it out for the future. “I’m keeping my options open at the moment,” says Dan.
This blog was composed by the Small Man Media Writer Monkey Pete Cashmore. For more information on all of the jolly hoo-ha featured in this blog and Small Man blogs past and future, hit us up on That Twitter.
‘If music be the food of love, play on, give me excess of it.’ Duke Orsino, from Twelfth Night, by William Shakespeare
‘If music be the food of love, let’s eat it.’ Alan Partridge
If music really does be the food of love, then Firestone’s 2017 Battle Of The Bands is like one of those giant all-you-can-eat buffet restaurants which caters for every conceivable taste known to man. It gives unsigned musical acts and artists throughout the UK, the chance to break through into the big time and bring their music to a larger stage. A very large stage indeed, in fact.
Now entering its third year, Firestone has teamed up with Orange Amplification and musician Theo Ellis, who strums the bass guitar strings for gold-selling band Wolf Alice, to seek out artistes whose music says ‘YOU OUGHT TO LISTEN TO THIS’ through a particularly powerful megaphone.
On offer for the winning act is £2,000 worth of Orange Amplification equipment, studio time to the sum of £1,500 and all the help needed to record an EP.
There’s still time to enter – the closing date is October 22. The hundreds of anticipated entrants will then be whittled down to a shortlist of eight and, between November 13 to 23, they will be presented to the listening public and have their works unveiled for a public vote.
The shortlist then becomes a very short list indeed, as the three finalists get to do their live thing, on the Firestone Stage at a top venue to be yet confirmed, and then the overall winner will be announced to a packed house.
So time is of the essence, but not so much of the essence that you don’t have time to ponder your track selection, pick out the very best of your very best material, and enter it into what promises to be a musical Battle royale. Whether you are rock, rap, metal or Balinese nose-flute septet, here is where you can get heard.
Actually, HERE is where you can get heard, at battleofthebands.firestone.eu – all the information you need for entry can be found here. We look forward to, in a very real sense, hearing from you.
It has been a week of celebration at Small Man this week – you can tell we’ve been celebrating because we have consumed 200 per cent more biscuits than in a regular week – because Our Man Dan was marking two years at the company. Dan, who just informed us all that he did his university dissertation on John Cooper Clarke without any prompting at all, feeds on coverage like a vampire does blood, and like all people from Wolverhampton, he is equally vulnerable to sunlight.
It has been a whirlwind two years for Dan, who has started to express his seniority by showing up to work in roll-neck sweaters that make him look like a 1970s golfer. He cites his finest hour as being his work on the Cross Sports Book Awards, for which he secured just shy of ONE MILLION POUNDS’ WORTH OF COVERAGE, thank you very much.
Dan says: “I care about each client and really like everyone I work with on a daily basis, even if they do struggle with my Black Country accent sometimes!” At least, we think that’s what he said, it’s so difficult to tell with all those vowels.
Did somebody mention golf? They surely did. And for Top Banana Ben, the weekend was all about golf, as he and our chums at Bridgestone tootled up to Northumberland for the British Masters tournament, preceded by Bridgestone’s Chase Your Dream Trophy for amateur players. Sky Sports News, Sky Sports Golf, the Daily Mirror and TalkSport were all in the house, as was Olympics legend Daley Thompson, one of Bridgestone’s Olympic ambassadors.
As anyone who was following it on Sky Sports knows, the British Masters proved to be something of a rip-snorter, with winner Paul Dunne shooting an absurd final round of 61 to claim the title. Said Ben: “It was a ‘fairway’ to travel for a ’round’ trip to Northumberland but I had the ‘drive’ to make it happen and ‘putt’ lots of coverage in place.”
As a result, none of us are now talking to him.
Meanwhile, Big Enchilada Rachel is heading to Althorp House in Althorp, Northamptonshire this weekend, to hobnob with famous names from the world of literature at the Althorp Literary Festival. Expect lots of photographs of her photobombing Jo Malone next week.
Here at Small Man Media, we are not a company to blow our own trumpets. To be honest, we much prefer it when other people blow our trumpets for us. Which is why we were thrilled to be declared the Midlands Press Release Supplier Of The Year at the Midlands Enterprise Awards. As a result, we no longer respond to ‘Small Man Media’ and will only reply to people if they call us ‘The Award-Winning Small Man Media’. There were high fives in the office, tears of joy were shed by one and all, and we immediately ordered more biscuits to celebrate.
Thankfully, we’ve managed to stave off the imminent nuclear apocalypse long enough for me to compose my first blog for Small Man Media, the first of what I am reliably assured will be many [we don’t remember agreeing that – Rachel and Ben].
I am Pete, Small Man’s Writer Monkey, and I hope to be popping up every now and then to let you know what’s been going on, what will be going on, any new passengers on the good ship Small Man, how you can get on board, how stormy the seas of PR are right now, the weather conditions ahead [okay Pete, we get it – Rachel and Ben].
Normal people may well get to enjoy those things we are reliably informed are known as ‘weekends’ but at Small Man we rarely get to experience them – indeed, our only recognised weekend takes place between 1am and 8.30am on a Wednesday.
Our Man Dan, for example, spent his Sunday in the rarefied climes of St John’s Smith Square in London, watching and listening to award-winning pianist Lucy Parham tinkling on the old Joanna for Sheaffer Sunday Matinees, a series of shows organised by the prestige pen-makers.
“The show focused on the Posh and Becks of classical music, Robert and Clara Schumann, and Johannes Brahms,” said Dan, quite clearly reading from the programme.
Top Banana Ben, meanwhile, has been spending his time hanging out with Olympians Daley Thompson (gold medal-winning decathlete) and Chris Mears (gold medal-winning diver) and also Solheim Cup golfer Charley Hull, in Northumberland on Thursday.
#The chaps are Bridgestone’s Olympic ambassadors, with the exception of Ben, who only really stretches to a bit of 5-a-side. They all convened for the pro-am golf tournament prelude to the British Masters on the Wednesday for Bridgestone’s Chase Your Dreams Trophy winners, followed by a chance for assembled press fans to meet the Olympic ambassadors yesterday. However, the Top Banana glowed effervescent yellow with delight when he met Ashes heroes Jimmy Anderson (below, with hair) and Stuart Broad at the festivities.
“OHMIGOD OHMIGOD OHMIGOD OHMIGOD!” said Ben.
Also sacrificing her weekend on the altar of quality PR was Big Enchilada Rachel, who saw Artline-sponsored MINI racer George Sutton bringing the MINI Challenge season to a close at Donington raceway.
The day was a special one for fans of George Suttons, since it saw five-year-old George Sutton from Derbyshire enjoying a VIP experience courtesy of Artline, and meeting George Sutton the driver (who will hereafter be known as ‘George Sutton 2.0’) into the bargain. George Sutton won the chance to meet George Sutton 2.0 by submitting a little video (click above), and could only have been more excited by his MINI day if they’d actually let him drive one.
There’s a point to all this work, of course – sweet, sweet coverage! And this week saw our pre-Althorp Festival giveaways finding their way into the Daily Express, Now, Woman and Woman’s Own; and Bridgestone’s British Masters fun gracing the pages of the likes of The Daily Mirror, Golf Shake, Golf Punk and floating out on the airwaves at TalkSport.
So that’s what’s been going down. Hopefully I will be updating you again soon but Ben and Rachel are in the corner muttering to each other and staring daggers at me so I must have done something wrong.
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Pete Cashmore, Small Man Media’s Writer Monkey, is an occasionally award-winning writer from Wolverhampton who writes for The Guardian and who has written for The Sun, Mirror Group, Daily Mail, The Telegraph, Nuts, Loaded, The Face, Arena, Marie Claire, Grazia, Channel 4 and The Scotsman. He also won a series of Countdown once, and won’t shut up about it.