ash wrote this as much out of amusement as annoyance. 3 1 00
There is a burgeoning trend in commercials and I want to stamp it out before it spreads.
Musical spots – ordinary people with ordinary voices attempting to sing well-known songs – have added a whole new dimension to the term nuisance advertising, plaguing my airwaves in the process. Some erstwhile pleasant man – the owner of the business? – raving about his “itty bitty price,” and I don’t like it on itty bitty bit. I don’t even know what kind of car he’s selling, or what dealership he own, as I reach for my remote to mute him. I’ve gotten very fast at that.
A girl from some website bellowing “We are the champions, my frie-endsss” in a mocking tone. The others who sing in that commercial are also bad, as I know from the one time I heard it all the way through, but she is the worst. I’d like to reach through my TV screen and stick a sock in her mouth.
To whom do these advertisers think they’re appealing? Certainly not to music lovers, by whom I mean people who believe singing is more than getting the notes right, and that those who can’t sing well should not sing at all, at least not in public and especially not on the air. But they have a right to sing, just as the irritated consumer has a right to boycott. I for one could take it a step further by calling the offending business and ordering the proprietor to order these music abusers to cease and desist. He would probably laugh at me, much as the waitress laughs when you point out that “soup’s of the day” has no apostrophe; it is plural, not possessive.
And they’d probably tell me to get a life. Well, I have a life, which these nuisance ads have made downright grouchy.
