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HAPPY 10th BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVOURITE WEB RESOURCE

Monday, January 17th, 2011

Wikipedia Logo

THERE aren’t many start-ups that last ten years.

And of those that do survive, not many become synonymous with their art.

No, we’re not talking about Brazen’s 10th anniversary this year.

Though, clearly, we could be.

But that’s for later in the year.

Today we’re saying happy 10th birthday and a huge congratulations to Jimmy Wales, the founder of the web phenomenon that is Wikipedia.

There isn’t a day goes by in this office when we, one or more of us, are knee-deep in Wikipedia’s tiniest crannies seeking out some little fact to help support a press release or researching a brand.

The mark of a really progressive company is one which not only realises that its USP is never enough on its own to guarantee success but constantly acts to stay ahead of the game. So it evolves, sometimes forcing that evolution to happen even though the present state of affairs sees it comfortably ahead as market leader.

Jimmy Wales is a such a man.

Though Wikipedia’s monumental success and place in history is assured Jimmy is forever picking holes, finding better ways to do its business, to make it more appealing to its customers.

Wikipedia is too complicated for many people to modify despite billing itself as “the free encyclopedia that anyone can edit”, Jimmy believes.

So he’s going to change its established interface in a bid to attract a new generation of users and massively increase the number of female contributors to its pages.

That’s why his is the fifth biggest website in the world and getting bigger by the day.

If only Myspace had enjoyed the same foresight.

SUPERHEROES IN MANCHESTER’S NORTHERN QUARTER – NEW HOLLYWOOD BLOCKBUSTER TURNS TO COTTONOPOLIS FOR ITS BACKDROP

Monday, September 27th, 2010

27 September 2010

Captain America

WALKING through Manchester’s Northern Quarter right now, you’d be forgiven for thinking the bad old days of Gunchester had reared their ugly head once more.

On Friday, as I strolled along Dale Street on my way into work, there was a huge sign proclaiming that guns and explosions would be heard throughout the day.

“That’s nice. At least they’re giving us a bit of warning. Seems like Manchester’s street gangs have a new-found conscience,” I mused for a second.

Clearly not.

This historic part of city centre Manchester – famed for being the centre of the fabric-trading world back in the day (thus its historic tag Cottonopolis) – has more in common with 1940s Manhattan than the modern, bustling capital of Northern café culture it has recently become.

So while Deansgate and the glassy new buildings of Spinningfields provide the city’s pinstripes, court-attending criminals and office-types uniformed in Next sales stock constant reflections of why and how they exist, Dale Street and the dark, Satanic mills of the Northern Quarter provide an altogether more nostalgic surrounding.

I can see why the Hollywood bigwigs like coming here. Take a look above street level – a little 45 degree look upwards while you’re walking to get a lunchtime buttie should do the trick – and you are transported back to a time when you were no-one without a fedora or flat cap.

Twelve feet above pavement level Manchester is a twin of war-era New York. It is, it seems, also much cheaper and easier to film here than in the Big Apple. That’s why they come.

As a proud Mancunian I really hope they take a little more than their fancy cameras and props home with them when they head back across the water to Tinsletown. Mancunians love this city. It has the grit of New York with an admirable sense of irony and humour on top.

Mancunians are fiercely proud of the Rainy City but they’re not afraid to have a little laugh at their own expense. That sense of balance is sadly missing in many of the hugely pompous sky-scraper lined streets of big cities around the world, New York especially. Our American visitors would do well to remember it is that exact quality that makes Manchester such a special place and not just a discounted stunt double for Manhattan.

By Adam Moss, News Editor

THE WHICH BLAIR PROJECT – CONTROVERSIAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY REVEALS A MAN OF MANY FACES

Thursday, September 2nd, 2010

2 September, 2010

IS IT just me or does anyone else have a suspicion that Alastair Campbell might still be pulling strings for Tony Blair?

The former Labour PM’s autobiography is, as you’d expect, hugely controversial – he has a rich retirement to prepare for after he cleans up on the after dinner speaking circuit – but it also smacks of being shaped by the hand of a PR guru.

Alastair Campbell

Alastair Campbell

Tony Blair, for all his success in transforming the fortunes of the Labour Party, was never a man who had a firm grasp of PR. That’s why he employed Alastair Campbell. Campbell was the puppet master and Blair the showbiz frontman. And, boy, did it work.

The problem with running a political party like a PR agency, as the Blair-Campbell dream-ticket discovered, is that the inconsistencies soon start to poke through the facade of quasi-socialism.

And that was ultimately Blair’s undoing. People didn’t know which Tony Blair they were going to get – the young, brave socialist who played electric guitar but has a firm social responsibility, or the blinkered puppet-on-a-string who danced blindly in the shadow of the USA.

His biographical recollections of his time as Prime Minister – the only political post he ever held – are full of such inconsistencies and look like they’ve been moderated by Alastair Campbell’s red pen.

Blair’s greatest moment was, arguably, Election night 1997, when he first came to power. I love his recollection of the night. It’s full of bravado but underlined by a little human uncertainty.

He said: “This was not a win. It was a landslide. After about two hours for a time I actually became worried. The moving line at the bottom of the TV screen was showing over a hundred Labour seats. The Tories had just six. I began to think I had done something unconstitutional.”

Lovely stuff.

When he recalls his fractious relationship with Gordon Brown, Blair reveals himself a man who won’t suffer fools but still maintains a sense of humour.

“I’m afraid I stopped taking his calls. Poor Jon [an adviser] would come in and say: “The chancellor really wants to speak to you.” I would say: “I am really busy, Jon.” And he would say: “He is really demanding it.” Then I would say: ‘I’ll call him soon.” And Jon would say: “Do you really mean that, prime minister?” And I would say: “No, Jon.”.”

But then we move to his memory of 9/11 and the twin towers horror. The quote, to me at least, suggests Campbell has his Rent a PR Quote book out and Blair, for the first time, is starting to behave like a geek in awe of America’s playground bully.

He said on hearing the news the Twin Towers had been attacked: “At that moment, I felt eerily calm despite being naturally horrified at the devastation, and aware this was not an ordinary event but a world-changing one. It was not America alone who was the target, but all of us who shared the same values. We had to stand together.”

More evidence required?

This is what he says, with the benefit of hindsight, about George W Bush. “He was, in a bizarre sense… a true idealist.”

What?

What about this memory of negotiating with the Rev Ian Paisley over the Northern Ireland Peace Deal?

“Once, near the end, he asked me whether I thought God wanted him to make the deal that would seal the peace process. I wanted to say yes, but I hesitated; though I was sure God would want peace, God is not a negotiator.”

God is not a negotiator? Of course he’s not – everyone knows he is, in fact, a DJ.

In all seriousness though Alastair, stop it. Stop writing throwaway PR sound bytes and trying to make them sound like literature. It’s embarrassing. And it gives PR a bad name.

By Adam Moss, News Editor

IS TOMASZ SCHAFERKNACKERED AFTER HIS BBC BIRD-FLIPPING SCANDAL?

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

18 August 2010

The BBC has apologised after weatherman Tomasz Schafernaker was caught making a rude gesture live on air.

He gave the bird (raised his middle finger in a rude gesture) after news presenter Simon McCoy jokingly said his forecast would be “100% accurate”.

Is he now Schaferknackered?

Well, probably.

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Despite the ‘F’ Word now being used liberally after the water-shed on pretty much every BBC TV channel by everyone from celebrity chefs to chat-show hosts, Auntie’s news readers and weathermen are still expected to have perfect stiff upper lips and no sense of humour.

In short, very few ‘serious’ news readers are yet allowed to show their human side, unless it means prancing about in ridiculous dance routines for Children In Need.

After realising he had been shown making the rude gesture on screen, Schafernaker tried to cover up by pretending to scratch his chin.

“The News Channel presenter in the studio acknowledged a mistake had been made, and we apologise for any offence caused,” a BBC spokesman said.

“Tomasz was not aware that he was on air, and whilst the gesture was only shown for a second, it was not acceptable.”

After Schafernaker’s gaffe, McCoy, who used to have an enviable sense of humour when he was a Sky News anchor, said: “Every now and again there’s always a mistake and that was it.”

Nice to get the public support of your news colleagues isn’t it Tomasz?

If anyone should be reprimanded it’s Simon McCoy for being a back-stabbing swine of the first order.

Fancy dropping Tomasz in it so publicly Simon. Disgraceful.

Adam Moss, News Editor

HAPPY AUGUST, EVERYONE – WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

August 10th, 2010.

Renowned astrophysicist Stephen Hawking has said mankind must move to outer space within a century to survive.

Nice thought for the start of the month eh?

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In an interview Hawking says threats to the existence of the human race such as war, resource depletion and overpopulation meant it was at its greater risk ever.

“It will be difficult enough to avoid disaster in the next hundred years, let alone the next thousand or million,” he said.

Great. Cheered me up no end that little missive, Stephen. I’ve just redecorated too.

It gets better.

“Our only chance of long-term survival is not to remain inward looking on planet Earth but to spread out into space.

“We have made remarkable progress in the last hundred years. But if we want to continue beyond the next hundred years, our future is in space.”

This from the same man who, earlier this year, warned that exploring space may not be entirely without risk and that humans should be wary about making contact with alien life forms as they may not be friendly.

OK. A few thoughts occur. Indulge me for a moment.

Stephen, with the greatest of respect for a man clearly light-years ahead of me in intellect and simple, homely good looks, please stop it. Now.

I realise that musing scientifically about the future and how the magnetism of space may provide a new home for many of us at some post-apocolyptic point on the horizon is what you do but, really, I don’t need to be force-fed the grim details of mankind’s potential demise while I’m eating my Bitesize Shredded Wheat.

If all you have is bad news, then stop sharing it with us. Harbingers of doom are never popular people you know. We used to burn them at the stake in centuries past.

Wars, you say? They’ve come and gone. The race is still here. Surviving and living. It’s the Human condition you know. We fight because we can’t communicate without anger.

I don’t want to live on the moon, forced to wear a ridiculous air-tight, fart-proof suit, made to eat food-flavoured toothpaste and ordered to refer to everyone by military rank. Morning Captain Dad! That’s not life. That’s surviving.

The Human Being is designed to live, not just to be.

By Adam Moss, News Editor

END IT LIKE BECKHAM – GOVERNMENT CUTS UNDERMINE UK FILM INDUSTRY

Tuesday, July 27th, 2010

July 27, 2010

The Department for Culture, Media and Sport is to axe the UK Film Council

The Department for Culture, Media and Sport is to axe the UK Film Council

WHERE will it all end?

Well, it seems like the cutting room floor will be the final stopping point for the UK Film Council.

The Council is to be axed as part of a cost-cutting drive by the Department for Culture, Media and Sport.

How typically English. Inject enough cash to finance an organisation which actually helps launch the careers of some of the UK’s best actors and directors and produces some of our most successful movies, then pull the rug out from underneath it.

Culture secretary Jeremy Hunt confirmed the move, which is part of a raft of DCMS cost-cutting measures that will see 16 public bodies merged, streamlined or got rid of altogether.

Mr Hunt said: “In the light of the current financial situation, and as part of our drive to increase openness and efficiency across Whitehall, it is the right time to look again at the role, size and scope of these organisations.”

The Film Council was founded in 2000 by the Labour government to develop and promote the British film industry.

The organisation has dished out some £160m into more than 900 films over the last 10 years, including Bend It Like Beckham, The Last King of Scotland and…err…StreetDance 3D.

Let’s forget StreetDance 3D for a moment shall we? We all make mistakes. Let’s look at the other two instead. Bend It Like Beckham grossed millions around the world as it topped box office charts and launched the career of one Keira Knightley. None too shoddy an affair I’m sure you’ll agree. The Last King of Scotland gave Shameless star James McAvoy one of his first leading movie roles and made him the Hollywood name he is today. Another hit then.

So, while everyone agrees that a successful British movie industry relies on producing a steady stream of quality new actors as well as encouraging new directors and, not to put too fine a point on it, actually making some real money, the moneymen inside the hallowed halls of Whitehall see the UK Film Council as an unnecessary expense.

How short-sighted. Another asset that makes Britain ‘Great’ is gone forever.

The movie business makes money for all the connected industries, be that catering, transport, toursim and bolsters the national economy. It’s not just filling the pockets of those directly involved. Do you believe for a minute that Hollywood would be such a mammoth tourist pull were it not for that fact that the global behemoth of the US movie industry is based there? Of course not. It would still be a sleepy little Californian village in the shadow of a big hill.

UK Film Council chairman Tim Bevan CBE said: “People will rightly look back on this announcement and say it was a big mistake, driven by short-term thinking and political expediency,” he said.

“British film, which is one of the UK’s more successful growth industries, deserves better.”

Exactly.

By Adam Moss, News Editor

IT’S GOOD TO TALK – IF YOU CAN STILL AFFORD IT

Wednesday, July 14th, 2010

July 14, 2010

This is an image of a red phone box

This is an image of a red phone box

Remember, in the days before mobile phones, when it cost just 5p to make a phone call from a red phone box?

It may have been years since you’ve used one but I’m pretty sure you’ll be shocked to learn that the minimum price for making a call from a phone is now 60p – an increase of more than ten times the rate of inflation in the last month alone.

Last month, BT has increased the minimum call charge from 40p to 60p, raising fears that some vulnerable consumers and communities could be hit hard.

The cost of making a call from phone boxes has risen dramatically over the last decade. As little as 10 years ago, in 2000, the cost was still only 10p, a sum which should have risen to just 13p if it had increased in line with inflation.

In reality it now costs six times as much, or 500% more to make a basic phone call from a phone box than it did ten years ago.

Has the world gone mad? How can this be allowed?

Let’s have a look at that reality shall we?

Who uses phone boxes these days?

Well, apart from people who’ve lost their mobile phone and cash while on a drunken night out, it would be a safe bet to assume phone boxes are used mostly by those on the lowest incomes and people living in rural communities where mobile coverage is non-existent. A phone box is a lifeline for many of these people.

So, who is this unfathomable price hike likely to effect?

Exactly the same people who can’t afford to own a mobile phone or who rely on it as a lifeline.

The fact BT is allowed to get away with such unholy inflation-busting cost-increases might suggest to the more suspicious observer that a quick check to see how many MPs own telecommunications shares maybe in order.

Shocked. Appalled. There just aren’t the words.

By Adam Moss, News Editor

THE INTERNET GIVES A NEW VOICE TO THE ‘SAGA-LOUTS’

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

July 1, 2010

THE UK internet audience has increased by an astonishing1.9 million users in the last 12 months – half of whom are aged over 50.

UK web surfers expanded by 5% to 38.8 million in May, compared with 36.9 million in the same month last year, according to UKOM, a division of market research company Nielsen that measures internet usage.

Once regarded as a virtual teenage bedroom, in the days before it was hijacked by commercial concerns, now even social media behemoths like Facebook are feeling the reinvigorated force of online grey power.

That explains why broadband is so slow I guess. I often get virtual road rage when stuck in an internet traffic jam. Now I know who causes it.

My mum.

It’s a trend which has serious implications for the way we communicate with the more senior members of society too.
Alex Burmaster, European internet analyst at UKOM/Neilsen said: “The internet is getting older in more ways than one. Not only is the medium itself maturing but the audience is shifting towards older age groups. The fact that one in four Britons who use the internet today are 50 to 64 years old proves it is no longer the sole preserve of the young.”
Gone are the days when you could dazzle a pensioner by sending a photograph you’d just taken, as if by magic, direct into their home computer.

My personal experiences of internet life will ever be the same. Instead of being irreverent and boisterous I now find much of my online time is spent explaining away compromising old childhood photographs of yours truly, which my mother has dutifully posted on her Facebook page in order to document family history for some relative in Wales she’s not seen since 1969.

Stop it mum. I looked like a particularly pale prune when I was in primary school, and dressing me in tights may have been designed to stop me developing infant pneumonia but I’m 43 now and it’s embarrassing me and your grandchildren.

Oh, the halcyon days of 1 meg broadband – if only things could have stayed that way for longer.
Now my whole online reputation is in the hands of a mischievous Saga-Lout, bent on revenging all my teenage tantrums.

Thanks mum.

By Adam Moss, News Editor

TERRY’S RALLYING CRY BACK FIRES

Monday, June 21st, 2010

IF ANY England footballer needs good PR right now, it’s John Terry.

You’d expect someone whose name is often prefixed, albeit often in jest, by England’s Brave (i.e. England’s Brave John Terry), to not only give their all for the cause, but also stand firmly behind their team-mates (unless their girlfriends are present, of course) and the manager of the England team.

Not this John, it seems.

What should an England captain, or even former England captain, do when the team’s back is against the wall and criticism is coming down on the beleaguered football giants like Manchester rain in autumn?

Tell you what John, why don’t you use a press conference in front of the world’s media to sew the seeds of a players’ revolt in the England camp and suggest to the massed journalists that Fabio’s grand plan for World Cup glory is fatally flawed?

Why don’t you suggest that the players, the very people who couldn’t muster a single breath of passion for their beloved England against lowly Algeria on Friday night, know better than Fabio and that you’re all going to confront him and tell him exactly what you think?

And while you’re at it, you may as well ask Mrs Cappello out for a date.

The nation shuddered at John Terry’s sheer arrogance on Sunday. World Cup related blogs have been filled with nothing but contempt for the one-time English Captain ever since.

Someone should have a word in John Terry’s ear. This is the World Cup sir, not some missing chapter from Shakespeare’s Othello. You are John Terry not Iago, for goodness sake.

Ever heard the phrase divide and conquer, John? It’s what enemies usually aim to do on the battlefield, or cynical businessmen intent on causing confusion in a multinational boardroom just before they let loose a hostile takeover.

You’ve done it to your own team. Your own team-mates. Your own manager. Your own country.

You should be bloody ashamed of yourself John.

If there’s dirty washing to clean, do it in the privacy of the team hotel. Behind closed doors. Somewhere, anywhere, out of earshot of the world’s press.

Hear that noise, John? That’s the rest of the world laughing at England’s insistence on pushing the self-destruct button. Even the French are giggling.

Now’s the time to shut your mouth and do your talking on the pitch. This isn’t a matter of life and death. It’s far more important than that.

Remember Waterloo? Remember the Somme?

Remember who you are representing John.

By Adam Moss, Brazen News Editor

AS AVATAR FAILS TO WIN AN OSCAR, HAS THE 3-D BACKLASH STARTED ALREADY?

Monday, March 8th, 2010

SO, politics, political correctness and the Pentagon, predictably, won the Best Film Oscar.

But, the small issue of tub-thumping, pro-American, low-budget war-film directed by a woman (David) beats huge-budget 3-D box office smash (Goliath) aside, does the failure of James Cameron’s Avatar to get the top Academy Award gong say as much about our reluctance to embrace new 3-D technology?

Clearly.

Backlashes only start when people believe they are being backed into a corner and their choice is being eroded or limited.

And right now we’re being force-fed 3-D from every technological corner. So, the predictable but understandable backlash has already started.

Not only are all the world’s TV manufacturers telling us that we’ll all be wearing dodgy-looking Blues Brothers-type spectacles and watching everything in 3-D by Christmas but Hollywood studios are also firmly astride the 3-D bandwagon, practically making us feel like imbecilic technophobes if we don’t subscribe to the revolution.

Now Sky TV is about to launch its own 3-D service too. It’s about as close to ‘being there’ as you can possibly be, allegedly. And for that reason, we have to have it. ‘We’ have no choice in this you understand – it’s coming and we’re having it, whether we want it or not.

Dear Lord, whatever happened to our trust in ‘suspended disbelief’ – the cornerstone upon which all good fiction was built?

As a colleague pointed out to me this morning, back in the day Will Shakespeare dressed men as women and enjoyed some of the best theatre critiques ever. Audiences were asked to suspend their disbelief and to concentrate on the story, the sub-plot and poetry of hugely engaging theatre.

The same was true in the early days of cinema and TV. Quality of script and acting was always more important than the so-called ‘reality’ of the piece.

While I gladly admit to loving my HDTV and the visual feast it delivers, it doesn’t mean I’ll watch any old crap just because it looks pretty. Band of Brothers is only so bloody good in Blu Ray High definition because it’s so bloody good – period. Laurel and Hardy will be no more engaging in 3-D than in standard 2-D.

I firmly believe a brilliantly-scripted movie, well-acted, expertly produced, with attention to historical detail and character will massively benefit from the advances technology brings, including 3-D.

But if it’s a dog, it is still going to be a dog whether it’s got all the latest hi-tech bells and whistles or not.

And that’s the point. The danger of new technology is that there is always a risk of undermining the fundamental quality of a piece and trying to mask that deletion with new-fangled shiny bells and whistles.

Let’s hope 3-D opens the door to new qualities and doesn’t close the door on traditional ones.

Are you listening James Cameron?

By Adam Moss, Brazen News Editor