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OK, so in a little over a week, I get to sit down with Alex Bogusky and moderate a bunch of chatter about the ad biz. That’s pretty darn cool. I know most good -intentioned homo sapiens probably don’t care who Alex is. But if you’ve been anywhere near the psychotic inner circle of the advertising world…everything and I mean EVERYTHING has centered around WWCP&B do? (That’s Crispin Porter and Bogusky, arguably the hottest agency of the past decade.)

I’m looking forward to it. Frankly he could be pompass and arrogant, sardonic, shy, witty, self-depricating, informative or some combination of all of the above. I don’t care. It will be a fun little feather in the VVI cap to sponsor this event. And let’s be honest, those of us in the biz do get a little caught up with our glamorous selves from time to time.  (Soap box statement that has little to do with this post!)

I am reminded of several summers ago when I sat by a pool at a wedding reception and had a beer with Billy McLaughlin. Outside the music world, the fingerstyle guitar player and composer was a name like any other. But to someone like me who followed his trade, it was the equivalent of meeting the President.

Had the President sold hundreds of thousands of new age records.