These days, all cars are starting to look like each other, BMWs look like Lexuxs, Audis look like Vauxhalls! What happened to brave designs like the E type that I love and adore?
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The Woodies have a blog. It’s a kind of collective. Not sure we’re about to start a revolution baby, but we might kindle a small debate or two and perhaps raise a smile. Anyway, rather than just blogging corporate Woodreed by fielding our top Woodie (as so many other companies seem to do in a thinly veiled attempt at impressing with their profundity), we wanted all our individual voices to be heard. An agency’s most valuable assets are its people after all. Everyone’s got something to say here and with us everyone’s ideas and opinions matter.
Each week someone different will be blogging. It's mostly about stuff that rocks our world as well as the flipside – the things that just don't cut it with us. We'll blog about inside and outside – inside this glorious industry where we work and outside in the real world.
It's a bit of an experiment, so go with us on this one.
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Friday 5 November 2010
When cars were cars, not brands.
When I was in Brighton yesterday, a sound editing chap couldn't wait to show me his newly acquired Mazda RX 8 sports car. He was giggling with excitement, almost wetting his pants as he glibly pointed to it. To say I was underwhelmed is an understatement. As my eyes scrolled over the predictable Japanese curves and bumps, my mind was taken back to small local vintage car show that I visited last year. In amongst a pageant of beauties, there was a car that I still consider one of the most beautiful and sexy British cars ever produced - the E type Jaguar. When my eyes settled on this masterful and unique design, I nearly wept.
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Women cry over love stories, men over their cars. Women wet their pants, er, never! men over their cars. Oh how different we are...
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