Silent Disco Bombs

Ever since Treasure Island Music Festival in 2011, I have been in love with Silent Discos. They’re a dance party, where only a select few know what’s going on. To participate, you throw on the headphones and then you can hear the music and DJ. You start movin’ and groovin’ and singin’ along. For those walking by, you look completely ridiculous. All they see are you rockin’ out, shuffling your feet on the ground and humming off key. Needless to say, I was hooked from the get go.

And to be honest, Amanda and I silent disco bomb Celia in her cube at least once a month to brighten up her day (and let’s be honest, it brightens ours too). Celia joins right in with the dancing and tries to guess the song we’re listening to (shockingly, she’s often guessed the jam. She gets us.).

And finally, a brand has taken the silent disco party and used it as a stunt. I’m sold.

Via I Believe in Advertising

Time to Cry

I generally view myself as a Tin Man. Just a gal completely covered in steel. Hollow inside. Though I show my true colors every now and then. These video finds put me on the brink of tears today. Carley actually cried at my desk after watching the first one.

The Power of Words: I love the way good copy can just strike a chord and punch you in the gut. Well done. And they have accents? Europe continues to be way cooler in their campaigns and I’m running out of reasons why I shouldn’t just pack a bag and move to work with companies like this. Via Celia, the gal who knows I love a good word.

Google Chrome’s Coffee: I will never tire of Google Chrome ads that make you want to weep. These things are like reality rom coms. And I for one will never get enough of them. Via AdWeek