Ahh. Another fall, another Yeo Valley commercial, but this time: boy band! Now that I've spent a full season farming, I am even more amused. Seriously, don't just button your shirt, dude with the beautiful hairy abs, put on a turtleneck sweater because hay on your body is not sexy. It's itchy. And gorgeous lady in the red tank-top carrying a milk can in each hand, I just know that those are both empty because you'd be panting and sweating. You'd also have bigger arm muscles. However, agricultural boy band, please keep singing to the cows. That just makes me happy.
Here's last year's Yeo Valley commercial, and here are two other cheese commercials I posted a while back.
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12 October 2011
16 October 2010
Agriculture is funny
Oh, my. Thanks again to flatmate, Andy. Besides the craftiness the advert writers have displayed in reaching a younger crowd of consumers, I just love the image that this dairy advertisement portrays of farmers. Dare I hope that my generation will bring ingenuity in holism for global agriculture? Yes, I dare.
Yeo Valley isn't the only dairy company amusing itself with clever self-promotion. Whilst painting cheeses recently, I imagined the team of MonS affineurs walking together in slow motion towards the video camera, Charlie's Angels-style. Blaring cheese drying fans would glamorously whip back our hairnets and aprons. We'd have in hands our affinage brushes, our pallet film, our straw mats, and Andy wants to roll in a giant wheel of Emmental. Friends and coworkers last night suggested a choreographed dance. And Andy thinks Hervé should make a cameo appearance at the end with a very serious wink right before cheese-filled rolling racks from both sides cross in front of the big boss and end the scene. It would be brilliant.
But on a much more serious note, a friend of mine sent me this clip documenting the threat goats pose in America:
Yeo Valley isn't the only dairy company amusing itself with clever self-promotion. Whilst painting cheeses recently, I imagined the team of MonS affineurs walking together in slow motion towards the video camera, Charlie's Angels-style. Blaring cheese drying fans would glamorously whip back our hairnets and aprons. We'd have in hands our affinage brushes, our pallet film, our straw mats, and Andy wants to roll in a giant wheel of Emmental. Friends and coworkers last night suggested a choreographed dance. And Andy thinks Hervé should make a cameo appearance at the end with a very serious wink right before cheese-filled rolling racks from both sides cross in front of the big boss and end the scene. It would be brilliant.
But on a much more serious note, a friend of mine sent me this clip documenting the threat goats pose in America:
| The Colbert Report | Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c | |||
| People Destroying America- Goats Steal Landscaping Jobs | ||||
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