I guess I’m the core target audience this year, not only a dad, but of the age to appreciate the music selection – not the obligatory melancholic guff it ends with. Am I the only person who can’t abide great music being depressingly deconstructed like this? Be original and write your own words for your downtempo pretentiousness – No, no, it’s all about the Frankie Knuckles mix of Alison Limerick’s Where Love Lives... tune!
Assuming John Lewis sells everything featured in their Christmas ads, I went straight to the site to see why they’re featuring a classic house track from 1991 on 12". The ad did its job. I found they’ve partnered with Rough Trade to offer vinyl in stores and online, catering to a vinyl revival. They also have a range of record players for those who turn listening into a ritual, or crave the nostalgia of dropping a needle onto a groove, hearing that satisfying dusty crackle before rich analogue sound fills the room. I’m a fan and still have records. But vinyl never really went away. Club DJs have always kept the presses running and should be applauded for keeping the format alive.
I regularly design sleeves for my mate’s techno label (shameless plug: check out EarToGround Records). It’s such a creative medium and sleeve art adds so much to the record-buying experience. With such a large space to play with and today’s production techniques offering coloured, marbled (see pic) or even transparent discs, vinyl continues to be a canvas of creative opportunity.
Where was I? Oh yeah – well done Saatchi & Saatchi. Apart from the unimaginative ‘reimagined’ version of Where Love Lives, you’ve smashed this year’s John Lewis ad and got me droning on about music again.








