Thursday, May 23, 2013

Stages.

Guess I’ve been working too hard, because I had an advertising dream last night. We were waiting for the clients to fly in from Gibson Guitar. (Since I once worked on Martin Guitar, this fact alone was hilarious to me.) We had a lot of work we weren’t sure about. My art director said suddenly, “what if it’s a rocker who just wants to do an acoustic song? It could start out ‘44 cities.’ “ I took out a pen and scribbled this on the back of a photo: 44 cities. Millions of tickets. And the ache to find one genuine moment of connection. When it’s just you, A guitar, And a lump in your throat, Make it a Gibson. Gibson Guitars. Our world is your stage. I woke up just as the client walked in the room. My stage, for 20 years.

4 comments:

DonnaGalanti said...

Kelly, too funny! Now that's a good dream. I work for an Ad agency as a freelance copywriter and every time I go in and ask my boss "What's up today?" She says "Oh, just, living the dream." I guess it's true for you! That would be a great day at the Ad Agency - to be creative again. With our clients we often dont get the chance.

kelly said...

I woke up and I was like, damn that was well written! If only what I have to write today could be the same . . .sigh . . .

Melissa Sarno said...

How very Don Draper of you.

kelly said...

In the nick of time, the idea arrives! If only.