Saturday, February 6, 2010

Sell Me A Cell Phone Old Man!



No disrespect to Eric Clapton, but him hocking cell phones is like Miley Cyrus doing a series of commercials for adult diapers. “Hey y’all! When my dad, Billy Ray, lost control of his bowels he turned to Depends Undergarments. Now when he parties in the U.S.A., he can piss and shit himself all he wants.”

I watch the old Slowhand in this commercial and think, “I wonder if he uses the senior discount when he eats dinner at 4 o’clock at Denny’s?”

I get it, Creamboy plays a Fender, it’s the limited edition Fender 3G myTouch with sunburst inspired design and it’s got the cool little guitar thing on there. Plus it comes with free music from Avril Lavigne! But Mr. Clapton is two years older than my mother and she doesn’t even know how to turn her cell phone on. She just hits buttons until “it lights up.”

During the spot, they’re playing one of his lamer songs, “I’ve Got A Rock N Roll Heart.” An 80's mid-charter that was written by six people and on which the Sheriff Shooter proclaims, "I get off on '57 Chevys." Who wants to think of an old guy getting a boner from a car? Coincidentally, the '57 Chevy is my mother's favorite car. She used to give handjobs in them in the 60's. My favorite part of the commercial is when 73-year-old Buddy Guy calls old Clap for a chat. "Oh hey Buddy, I’m just hanging out and trying to sell state-of-the-art technology to teenagers. What? You fell and broke your hip?”

I’d like to see the old Yardbird selling some more age appropriate products. Like something for erectile dysfunction, the Acorn Stairlift or even the Shoedini!!! By the way, Gilbert Godfrey is doing a wonderful job voicing those spots.

Just a little sidebar. If you want to make a million dollars in the next 10 years. Think of some shitty product that can help old people bend over less, stay warmer, or not fall over.




Well like I said, I don’t mean to disrespect a living legend. “Layla” is perfect in Goodfellas. And I love hearing “Wonderful Tonight” at weddings. And ONLY at weddings. I like to complain just to complain.

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