Saturday, 20 November 2010

There is no such thing as a good product...

There is no such thing as a good product, its all consumer perception - Al Ries and Jack Trout

I find it fascinating how this seemingly tepid statement appears relevant to our society as well and not just confined to the realms of marketing.

What if i said -
There is no such thing as a good/bad person.
There is no such thing as a good/bad job.
There is no such thing as a good/bad city.

If only we were not as judgmental as a society as we are and learn to appreciate and live with different perspectives, life would be so much easier. No?

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Ambush Marketing

On 23rd July Mumbai woke up to hoardings that screamed ‘A Mystery Shampoo!!80% women say is better than anything else’. P&G, it was later found, was planning to unveil the new Pantene on August 1. HUL saw an opportunity to score a point. Five days later, Mumbai woke up to a new hoarding that said "There is no mystery. Dove is the No.1 shampoo." The repartee achieved two objectives. First, it took the sheen off the P&G teaser campaign. Second, the shock and awe grabbed consumer attention and generated a buzz in favour of Dove.



A classic case of ambush marketing; a company (HUL) feeding off its competitor's campaign (P&G).

It comes with the territory, says Jagdeep Kapoor, managing director, Samsika Marketing Consultants, a leading strategic marketing consultancy. “Teaser campaigns are vulnerable to such attacks,” he says. “Companies should focus on consumers rather than the competition. Eventually, consumers will decide based on the brand’s performance and image.”

Heightened competition to capture the relatively small share of the customer’s wallet allocated for discretionary purchase, on account of food inflation, is stoking the companies to resort to such tactics.

The growth rate in the shampoo category has come down from 17% in 2008 to 11% in 2009 and 9% in 2010. One reason

Definition

A term coined by marketing guru Jeffery Welsh, ambush marketing refers to means by which companies, not associated(officially or otherwise) with an event/campaign ride on its popularity and get themselves associated with it in the consumer's mind.

“Nothing official about it”

In 1996, Coke paid a fortune for the right to call itself the official sponsor of the World Cup. Pepsi promptly launched a massive advertising blitz, based on the catch-line: "Nothing Official About It". The Pepsi campaign captured the public imagination while Coke, the official sponsor, lost out. It was a masterstroke that made Pepsi younger, and reinforced its maverick brand attitude.

“No need for visa to travel to Norway”

During the 1994 Winter Olympics in Norway, credit card maker Visa, one of the official sponsors, broadcast advertisements that highlighted the message that only Visa cards will be accepted in the Olympic Village. American Express responded by creating an advertisement with the slogan “If you are travelling to Norway, you will need a passport but you don’t need a visa.” This was an improved version of their 1992 attack on Visa. Visa had invested over $20 million to become the official sponsor of the 1992 Olympic Winter and Summer Games and at that time also American Express purchased substantial advertising time on the major media networks and made advertisements that showed the French Alps with the caption “Winter Fun and Games”. In the same year the Olympic Games in Barcelona, American Express ran an advertisement with the slogan ‘And remember to visit Spain, you don’t need to be a visa”. It is worth noting that the word ‘Olympics’ was never used in any of these advertisements from American Express. As an event organizer who is conscious of the sponsorship value, the IOC got disturbed by the frequent ambush marketing attempts from this company and threatened to sue it for repeatedly trying to create an impression that it was an Olympic sponsor. But it was too late and those advertisements had really gained the attention of the world. Many people still consider American Express the official sponsor of the game at the time. The novel approaches from American Express made its marketing story enter the books and articles on marketing and is still considered as an inspirational theme for ambush marketers.

“Nike does it again and again”

At the 1996 Atlanta Olympics, instead of paying US$ 50 million that the official sponsorship would have cost, Nike chose a different approach, one that would create an impact at significantly lower cost. Nike got itself into the city’s billboard space, handed out swoosh banners to wave inside the stadiums and erected an enormous Nike centre overlooking the stadium.

The result of these measures paid off for Nike. Many people felt that Nike was the official sponsor of the games. In the 2002 Football World Cup sponsored by Adidas, by sponsoring top teams like Brazil, Nike got its logo on the jerseys of the players who were the cynosure of the millions following the game on television. Nike was able to ride on the wave of excitement created by the tournament, turning the positive sentiment into its favour and enhancing its brand franchise. Nike as a brand always had an iconoclastic element in its brand personality which gets reflected by such actions.

“2012 Olympic Games Organizing Committee chary of getting ambushed”

The organizers of tournaments have become wary of ambush attacks and have taken a slew of measures to ensure their sponsor’s interests are protected. The organizers of 2012 Olympics in a preemptive move to ward off the threat booked the entire city’s billboard space during the games.

The London Olympic Games and Paralympic Games Act 2006 created the London Olympic Association Right (LOAR), which gives the games' organizers the power to grant licenses to authorized sponsors to use the symbols, words and logos of the event.

It also prevents any advert or merchandise with the combination of words and symbols which could create an unauthorized association with the games.

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There are two lists of prohibited expressions, with marketers falling foul if they use any two words in list A, or any word in list A with one or more of the words in list B.

Companies deemed to have broken the rules could face fines of up to £20,000.

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B-LIST WORDS

London

Medals

Sponsor

Gold

Silver

Bronze


RESTRICTED 2012 A-LIST WORDS

Games

Two Thousand and Twelve

2012

Twenty Twelve

Source: BBC Website












It will be increasingly difficult for firms on the prowl waiting to strike at the opportune moment. Offering an explanation for the strong measures taken, the spokesman for the London Organizing Committee insisted that the Games could not go ahead without sponsorship and that it had a duty to protect those brands that were shelling out. That notwithstanding one can’t put it past a Machiavellian mind to come with well thought out ambush plan.

“Pitfalls of ambush marketing”

Cynics of ambush marketing contend that customer is not necessarily the focus in ambush marketing. They also argue that when a brand ambushes - the well preached theorems of marketing take a backseat. Every brand has a distinct meaning and direction vis-à-vis the competition. By indulging in potshots the signals start to merge. In the case of Dove’s ambush of Pantene discussed earlier in the article, the skeptics contend that Dove, which stands for realism, is sending conflicting signals to its target audience by linking itself to an element of mystery.

There is increased overlapping of the two brands (meaning and direction)

The distinct brand meaning and direction of brand Dove got lost to some extent, claims one school of thought. The critics go on to state that ambush marketing creates diversions driving the long term plans awry.

In conclusion it would be fair to say that while ambush marketing offers companies high ROI in terms of immediate surge in sales, companies need to understand that it’s a tactical move. An ambush/guerilla attack is not an attack but should be seen as a preparation for a bigger attack.

Monday, 2 August 2010

Ghajiabad: 10 Things NOT to do

1. Go hungry but avoid eating out at Soniya's(if the food wont kill you the goons will)
2. Endure some pain but avoid visiting the local dentist(personal experience)
3. Avoid a flat after dark especially. Knives and daggers are more common than cell phones in these parts
4. Injections are painless right!Yeah right. Once you get one you ll know the syringe aint too different from a knife in #3
5. Avoid going out in the night unless you have to.
6. Avoid drinking water in these parts
7. If offered mineral water, good chance it is not genuine
8. Being run over while crossing the road cant be ruled out
9. In trying to get to IMT, do not follow the sign board, it will lead you into the drain(no pun intended)
10. ................(open to suggestions)

PS: A haphazardly post written without much thought

Tuesday, 18 May 2010

Trip Log: RMX: The Mother Of All Rides





Lead up to the ride

Usually trip logs are penned down within a week or two of culmination of the trip, but then this wasnt just another ride. I am referring to Rider Mania- an annual pilgrimage that we crazy riders embark on :) (That said each ride is special and I fondly remember each and everyone of them.) The week long ride that I was going to embark on would start from Delhi

Pay a visit to the mechanic-thorough check up of my Std 350
Saddle bag packed- some spares(tube,sparkplug,chain link,throttle and clutch cables), documents,woolens and some trivial stuff.

By late evening, the excitement levels had reached a crescendo. Never before had I set out on a ride of this magnitude in terms of the sheer distance. Add to it the possibility of riding in the fog. A cursory glance from my window at 5 in the morning confirmed that(heavy fog).

Day 1: Ghaziabad-Gurgaon-Manesar-Jaipur-Bhilwara

Got ready, saddled my steed, called up Saurabh from Royal Beasts. (I was riding with the Beasters, the Bullet club of Delhi). The assembly point was Iffco Chowk off the Gurgaon Delhi expressway.The poor visibility slowed the progress and I caught up with Karan(Beaster) around Manesar(rather he caught me up :D, he does 100-110+ consistently). Even at eight there was no letting up - be it the fog or the cold. Despite the gear and woolens' inside, we were all cold. Stopped for a late breakfast at a dhaba and we were off again. The roads were in great shape as one would expect from the Golden Quadrilateral.


By the time we had reached Jaipur the fog had lifted and the sun was out. The group's speed picked up and we were crusing at 80-100 clicks.


Crossed Udaipur, Ajmer. The plan was to do a night halt at Bhilwara. By the time we checked in the hotel at Bhilwara, it was past 8.

A sumptuous dinner followed by deep slumber- a good riding day given the fog and cold. Covered distance of 400 odd kms.

Day 2: Bhilwara-Udaipur-Ajmer-Ahmedabad-WIMWI

Got up early in the morning, had breakfast; by eight we were on the highway. As the day got on and with the mercury rising,we could no longer do 200kms at a stretch. Had to break at every 100 kms or so to cool the engines down. The plan was to be in Vadodora by nightfall. By evening, we were close to entering Gujrat. The searing afternoon sun had taken a toll on my contact lens and my progress was hampered. Not wanting to slow the group down, I asked them to go ahead. Then it struck me that I could meet my brother at his IIM-A campus. At 7, we were sitting in his hostel dorm chatting away animatedly. (Ofcourse, my folks back in Doon didnt know a word. I was supposedly in my campus at IMT then!!). Was super spending quality time with my bro; we were lucky that his next day was relaxed which is an exception there for the 'fucchas' and my eyes got the much needed rest.







Day 3: WIMWI-Vadodara- Dahanu

To catch up with the group, I left the campus at six. With the heat of Rajasthan behind me, I caught up with the group after Vadodora around eight or so.


As we got closer to Maharashta the arid landscape gave way to denser vegetation with the occasional coconut tree popping up in the eyeline. The plan was to be in Dahanu by nightfall. Its a village some 30 odd kms from our destination-Vikramgarh. The evening was beautiful.



The ride off the NH-8 towards Dahanu was kickass- plenty of curves - a rider's road. We reached the hotel before it got dark without any incident or so we thought. Just as we were unsaddling, a police constable walks up and demands- who are we, where are we headed and why were we "riding so fast" . Apparently a few villagers got "scared" hearing the high decibels levels and had tipped off the police. The constable maintains he had blown his whistle to stop us , but we didnt( who would hear a whistle when you have a horde of 20 enfields thumping away :) After a half an hour long explanation, the constable let us off after verifying our documents. We werent terrorists afterall :) Dont blame them for being vigilant. Republic day was around the corner. Anyway, we checked in, relaxed, gorged on good food and hit the sack.

Day 4: Dhanu-Manor-Vikramgarh

The morning sun was bright and this was the day we were riding for - RMX was to kick off and as we zeroed in on the destination, stopped for one last time for breakfast. The breakfast talk centred on the entry strategy. The newbies of the club(Royal Beasters) were shown how to get the beat right 1-2. 1-2-3-4 Beasters' style. I missed my club here and just watched the guys do their rhythm opening their throttles all in sync. And thereafter we entered Vikramgarh.

By the time we got there, we were a little late and most of the clubs had already made their entry. It was nice to meet folks from RTMC upon reaching the venue. We were all staying in a dorm and it was fun to listen to the stories of the riders. There was a gamut of events spread across the two days(Saturday and Sunday). Events need to be read as motorcycling events and anything else would amount to slander! From assembly wars to dirt track race, from beer drinking competitions to arm wrestling, it was one carnival atmosphere that can be found only in an RM. The last night had the club presentations(basically its what the club is about) and it was good fun participating in the RTMC skit. Great script and acting Deep $hit, Anubami & Co. The message was clear- Caman the Enjaiment all the way.



Day 5: Vikramgarh - Manor - Vadodara -Ahmedabad -Udaipur

Monday morning and it was time time to bid adieu. (I had to get back as soon as possible to avoid grade losses for being absent during classes) I set off early morning with with a couple of Beasters who had to get resume office duties earlier than others. The plan was to cover the entire distance(Vikramgarh - Delhi) in two days with the night halt at Udaipur. That meant we had to do 700+ kms on each of the two days. Being a small group, there were fewer stops and we did good consistent speeds and I say we with a hint of pride. Here I was riding with the two Thunderbirds and my Std 350 kept up throughout and sometimes even setting the pace. It was only when Amy decided to open the throttle after crossing Ahmedabad and went patrang at over 120 clicks did I fall behind. The late evening ride on NH 8 was fantastic. By the time we checked in a hotel at Udaipur it was past 10. We had done over 850 kms in he day. Personally I prefer riding in smaller groups. The bonding that develops is great The discussions over meals at dhabas; you have to be part of a ride to experience it.





Day 6: Udaipur- Ajmer- Jaipur- Fog(40 kms off Gurgaon)

Day 2 of the return leg was another long riding day. There was a stretch on NH-8 that was under construction enroute to Ajmer. We missed the NH 79 turn (which would have been faster) and average speeds dropped because we were no longer on a six lane highway. We reduced the stoppages and we were nearing Jaipur by 4 in the evening. We stopped by for a bite and cup of tea at a dhaba. We could almost smell Delhi from here -250 odd kms to go. We were back on the highway and as the evening gave way to darkness, we still did good speeds though traffic was considerably more given the proximity to Delhi.

As we got closer to Manesar, we encountered fog on our way and that slowed down our speeds to below 40. It was too thick to see the vehicle in front of me. There were traffic jams.(Incidentally that evening had more fog than any of the nights in that week when I find out later). Jaypreet, my fellow rider was going to halt at Gurgaon at a friend's but I had to go all the way to Ghaziabad (additional 70 kms from Gurgaon). I decided to call it a night and stopped by at a dhaba. Told Jaypreet about my decision and he asked me to stay with him at his friend's place. But I didnt want to continue in the fog and he had to be in office the next day, so we parted here. It was super riding with both of you-JP and Amy. Had dinner at the dhaba and the dhaba owner was nice enough to give me a bed behind his counter where I could crash.

Day 7: 40 kms off Gurgaon- IMT Ghaziabad

Next morning when I offered to pay him for the bed, he refused to accept the payment. All the skeptics who talk at length about missing Indian culture, egalitarian values, need to look beyond the cities to get a wider perspective. They will find that the virtues still remain, people are still warm; kindness is not totally gone yet. Anyway, while leaving, the fog was still there at eight in the morning but much lower in intensity. I thanked the dhaba owner for his warmth and saddled my steed and I was off. Reached my hostel at 10 in the morning. Felt surreal to get back to reality.

3000+ kms of hardcore riding.
By far the craziest week of my life!

Wednesday, 9 December 2009

Six months at IMT G: Haan Ji

Its been almost six months since we wannabe managers entered the portals of a certain insti called IMT G. Notice that I didnt use the adjective 'hallowed'. That said please bear in mind that the 'un-hallowed' is only in comparison with the IIMs :) The six months have been a roller-coaster ride right from day one when we lined up before SAC office, backpacks slung across the shoulder, form in one hand on a hot June afternoon.

That seems to be a long long time ago. What with staying up till the wee hours of morning and then making up for the sleep or the lack of it, in the classes the next day, to running around looking for Chanakya, Abhimanyu, Arjun, Chandragupta and the like in the first couple of weeks for various committee/club interviews( these are the rooms in the acad block which by the way i still cant figure out which one is where) to late night strolls inside the campus with friends agenda being bhasad - it is an experience of a different kind.

Ten things that one cannot miss here -

1. The Amphi-
This circular structure at the centre of the campus surrounded by trees is very much the heartland of IMT. Informal corporate interactions happen here.The official venue for class parties, this place has a nice cosy feel to it -not too big and not too small the diameter is just right.

2. The BBC -
Being midway between the mess and the hostel, BBC is most the frequented place and tells you the mood in the campus. If the exams are on then its a deserted whiteland, else this place is teeming with vella folks - some sitting on the sidewalk under the trees, some just strolling along aimlessly, some playing cricket on the cement under the floodlights

3. The maddening rush at the mess entrance adjacent to Block A when its ice cream time after dinner- There is a saying that talks about no-free-lunch. Trust me you have to 'earn' your choco-chip ice cream in the ensuing near-stampede

4. 'Haan Ji! Password type kijiye'

5. Gera Curve if you are taught by one Rajat Gera

6. PlaceCom Openhouse cant be missed.

7. The air-conditioned library - just for the summer season ;)

8. Tennis Court - This should have been #1

9. The lush green ground claimed by the footballers and cricketers alike; actually its neither going by the dimensions but its still fun playing.

10. (Edited) J Lobby - From project discussions to birthday bashes read GPL, from booze parties to exams, the square has a buzz about it, even at 3 in the morning, with its proximity to DLP and sutta stall outside the campus


PS: The best part of hostel life is the time spent with friends. This was a first for me in and I am throughly enjoying it :)

Disclaimer: The views are all in good jest and not to be taken seriously.

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Rishikesh Ride: Trip Log

24th October,2009
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1030 hrs: Our Ops class done, we headed back to the hostel to pack for the ride, woolens and all with winter setting in gradually

1300 hrs: After a quick lunch, we were off. There was just the one motorcycle- my Std 350. Aravinthan, my friend and classmate riding pillion.

1330 hrs: We hit the canal road off the Delhi-Meerut road. (I love this stretch of the road.) Its a narrow road flanked by the countryside on one side and the canal on the other. The fern-like wild shrubs fluttering in the wind made for an awesome sight! We stopped by to take a few shots http://picasaweb.google.com/atmdeo/GTownRishikeshTrip#

With hardly any traffic, we zipped by at 90+ clocking 100 on a few stretches. With the sun on its way down, the temperature dropped gradually and the vegetation got thicker giving way to dense trees as we approached Roorkee.

After hitting Roorkee we took the highway to Haridwar. We stopped for a snack near College of Engineering, watching the sun go down for the day as we sipped tea and savoured the steaming pakodas- paneer was lovely. There is something about food during a ride -it tastes better than it would do otherwise! Maybe its the local cuisine that is unique to the place.

Break over, we hit the highway for the last leg of the ride. We encountered more traffic and the average speed dropped considerably. We were in Haridwar around seven in the evening.
With the temples all lit, the town of Haridwar looked spectacular. We rode on to Rishikesh without stopping. It was decided after reaching Rishikesh that we would crash for the night in the heart of Rishikesh - Ram Jhula. We checked in a cottage closeby (Krishna Cottage)

Brr it was cold- time to get the old mufflers and jackets out. Had dinner at Chotiwala. If at all you happen to be anywhere near, make sure you stop by here. After gorging on the different kinds of paranthas, palak paneer, we decided to take a walk on Ram Jhula. With peak season over, there were hardly any people there.The silver waters of the Ganges lit up by the crescent shaped moon looked poetic. Add to it ,the lovely breeze blowing. It was magical. We walked around for a good hour and a half after which we decided to head back and catch up on sleep.

Next day it was time for some white water rafting. We took a cab to Marine Drive- 26kms off Rishikesh. The rafting was fun. There was no untoward incident ;such as the raft overturning although Aravinthan managed to fall off the raft in the one of the rapids (the bugger wanted to fall off ). We crossed ShivPuri downstream and finally we were at Ram Jhula. It was four in the evening already. After a quick lunch at Chotiwala, we checked out and by 5 30 we were on the highway riding back.

Night riding has its own charm, although I prefer day riding. Roorkee onwards, we took the highway instead of the canal road.(Just a caveat, the canal road has had incidents of robbery in the night )
The moonlit night ride was fun. After covering majority of the 220 km ride, we took a break at eleven at Bikanerwala which was some 40 kms off Ghaziabad. The next stop was IMT.

All in all, a super ride and a super weekend. Aravinthan, thanks for coming along!