Oh, sweet Dylan Thomas. We will always heart this old man - for his words, for proposing to his wife while drunker than a skunk, for once getting fired from a newspaper job. Ahh, sweet beat-up messy poets.
And this little ditty of a commercial does just the trick for providing bravado power to Mr. Thomas's words. Watch the night go by set to the tune of Richard Burton reciting Thomas's pretty little poem Under Milk Wood. It's the creativist (made-up word #4,072) ad for a car we've enjoyed yet.
And ya know joes, there's a lotta scoffing we hear about the big ol' world of advertising. And yessiree, it's more than a wee bit easy to roll our eyes and complain that too many oodles of messages are being fed into our ears and brains and toes and are seeping out our eyes and our minds. True, true, we do partake in just such barking at times. Because yes, there are so many lies, and yes, so many twists and turns of facts and words.
But. But sometimes, you'll be flipping along or surfing along and you'll come upon a bright little treasure than falls upon your lap from the skies of the high-rise advertising world. And you'll sigh and exclaim and be forced to admit, 'My, my, what creative jobs these dearies have!' And they do, oh but they do.
Alas, jobs are what you make of them, and every day we can choose to put on our creative, poetry breathing, car-fire starting (see above vid for bizarre reference) berets, and make a little music with our day.
*j
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