It all started with a crazy man on the beach. Here's a true summer story.
Surf's Up!
The kids fearlessly attached the waves and the Atlantic Ocean seemed to cringe a little. It was the first day of our vacation and ten-year old triplets and a six year old were ready to ride the wild surf with foam boards and no fear. I'll be the first to admit that the surf on the coast of Georgia doesn't rival the Banzai Pipeline or Waimea Bay but a 3-foot wave looks pretty big when you're only 4 feet tall.
I was on "Daddy Duty" and spent my time attempting to herd the brood into a small enough clump so I could keep an eye on everyone. Periodically I would yell and point to where I wanted them to go. At first the kids would listen but after a time I'd have to bellow and wave to get their attention. Soon I was screaming and doing my imitation of a windmill to earn some reluctant action. I wasn't alone. There were 4-5 other sets of parents joining the chorus of frustration.
Out of desperation I started waving a bright orange and yellow beach towel - one in a bloated floral pattern you only see in coastal fashions and in motel drapes. The kids stopped, actually paid attention and moved. It was a short-lived revelation because soon it was off the radar.
Total Insanity
I don't know if it was the sun or the SPF 100 I was wearing but I started waving more energetically. No, that's not right, I started cavorting with the beach towel. I spun it, twirled it and tossed it in the air. As I did … I sang. Let me help you picture the scene. Imagine the salt & pepper sophistication of George Clooney and the ripped body of Brad Pitt. Lock that image in your mind. Got it? Well I don't look anything like that.
The other parents slowly moved their chairs down the beach to put a little extra space between them and the wild middle-age man with the total lack of restraint. Every time my kids looked over there was a new act. Sponge Bob, surf music, a killer Beatles medley, free-style ballet and some dance moves I hadn't attempted since college for obvious reasons.
Now here's the cool part. It wasn't long before they'd follow me just to see what I was going to do next. As I said the other adults kept a close eye on me as they kept yelling for attention. They were considering calling 911 until they noticed that their kids were following my antics too. Instead of being scattered up and down the beach they were all watching "that crazy old man."
A Quick Detour
Later I realized that what happened has a lot to do with our marketing. It's called play-it-safe marketing and everyone has done it. Identify a need, match it with a product or service and then market it to a specific group of customers. Play-It-Safe strategy works - once. You are unique to that target audience the first time. If you keep marketing the same need satisfaction message you aren't unique anymore. Your customers just tune you out and this is the greatest danger of playing it safe.
We play-it-safe because it's predictable. Do the same things in the same ways all in the name of consistency and building recall. There's a difference between repetition and lack of variety. If you want mega results that can transform a year you can't Play-It-Safe. Your marketing must go beyond the safe, standard and tried-and-tested.
Features, advantages and benefits aren't automatically interesting even if they're logical. To market with imagination you have to market to imagination - to the emotions and lifestyles of your customers. Reach them in ways that go beyond facts, logic and benefits. Be consistently conspicuous, distinctive, remarkable, noticeable, striking and disruptive. Wave a gaudy beach towel and dance in the sand but make them pay attention. They'll follow.
Back At The Beach
After a while I came to my senses and looked around to see if anyone was ready to exchange my beach towel for a straight jacket. Guess what, the other parents had left their inhibitions behind and were doing their own improvisational dances in the sand. Their kids weren't watching me any more; they were locked on their Moms and Dads.
It was late when the fearless body surfers trudged their way toward the house. The other parents and kids were packing up too. As we walked past the adults smiled, waved and then did something that stunned me. They applauded my performance. They appreciated the show. The only time in my life I ever received an ovation was on a beach - for playing the fool. Hey, at least I didn't Play-It-Safe.
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Andy Johnston is an multi-faceted communication professional with deep experience from strategic planning, to messaging, to marketing, to media, to events, to training, to creative direction … and there are several other ”to’s.” Andy is known for his energy, creativity and his unique ability to discover the key results that must be generated – and then to develop ingenious ways to engage and motivate audiences.



