How many PBRs did you buy last night? Maybe ten or twelve? What about $250 million worth? That’s how much bro C. Dean Metropoulos bought! Wow, I wish I was partying with that guy!
The Wall Street Journal was nice enough to let us know of this massive transaction of Pabst, and even inform us that this so-called “PBR” stuff is a “beer of choice for a generation of irony-loving hipsters from Portland, Ore., to Manhattan’s Lower East Side.” That’s some crazy shit, Rupert!
But, um, investor guy—didn’t you know that PBR is so over? All the kids are on that Four Loko shit now. Or Icing each other from sun-up to sun-down. Just watch it happen—in a month or two you’ll see that Iron City will become the New PBR, and everyone will get their Bmore on and switch to drinking Natty Boh.
Nike’s new Tiger ad has apparently “gone viral.” If you didn’t know that’s the voice of Tiger’s father, who passed away a few years ago. Brow Beat seems to imply that the harsh demands of his father could partially excuse his “transgressions,” maybe they were even inevitable.
If this truly is a post-Easter resurrection of Tiger’s image, Brow Beat is right to say “Tiger’s fall from grace may in fact be the best thing that ever happened to Nike’s golf division.”
Is your personal brand too ‘intellectual’? Well Diesel has the just the jeans for you!
Aesthetically there’s a lot of gorgeous young, heart-pumping sex here. Lot of voyeurism, exhibitionism, romance and sexting(?). #alotgoingonhere. A page from Levi’s book for sure, but perhaps a slightly different hipster target here. More Cassady/Kerouac, less Whitman/Ginsberg.
Yes, I can see how some people would be rubbed the wrong way by the “Be Stupid” tagline. Maybe they should have gone with reckless, sexually-liberated, daring, bold, wild, anti-Puritan or free. But I’ll applaud any lesson telling young people to do cool shit, even if it’s selling me jeans I’ll never buy.