Author: PeteBrown
Wikio Rankings for June 2010
Yes, it’s that time of the month again, that time when people get grouchy and irritable and are prone to sudden mood swings, when something inconsequential gets blown up into an object of genuine anger… no I’m not talking about pre-menstrual tension, I’m talking about the Wikio blog rankings!
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Hurrah! Another new “innovation” from A-B Inbev!
Yep, the innovation that is Stella Artois Black is, in fact – golden! Just like all their other beers!! Hey, that squirrel just talked to me!!!
According to the press release: “Matured for longer, Stella Artois Black is a golden beer, offering a rounded, full-bodied flavour and a refreshing aftertaste at 4.9% abv. Brewed in and imported from Belgium, the home of Stella Artois, Stella Artois Black will be available in limited distribution and is perfect for those special occasions when consumers want to try something new and different.”
Yes, Stella Black is in fact a 4.9% premium golden lager for when consumers – not beer fans mind, not even beer drinkers, but consumers – fancy “something new and different” from Stella Artois a 5% ‘premium’ golden lager.
It’s all rather wonderful, like when someone explains to you their absolute firm belief that fairies exist, or the Matrix is real.
The reason I’m late with this is because I replied to the PR agency who sent me the release, asking why it was called Black, when it wasn’t, and why it was any different from Stella.
I just got a reply – here’s what they said.
“The name Stella Artois Black denotes premium quality to our customers and consumers – as opposed to being a descriptor in terms of the beer’s colour.”
and on the second point:
“Stella Artois Black is matured for longer, to develop a rounded, full-bodied flavour, and has a rich, golden colour.”
OK.
Now I’ve got the sarkiness out of my system, when you stare at it for a bit, it becomes clear what A-B Inbev are trying to do with this launch. Stella has lost its premiumness. Black does indeed connote premiumness in a general branding sense. People think (not necessarily accurately) that imported lagers are better than those brewed here. And more discerning drinkers value flavour a little more.
But here’s why this is in fact a disastrous brand extension.
Black may denote quality in a general sense. But in beer, it denotes colour. That’s been established by previous brands. I’m sure someone somewhere has produced focus group evidence suggesting that this isn’t an issue. But it is. This will cause huge confusion, upsetting people who want a black lager, driving away those who don’t like the idea.
The problem with the product specifics of this beer is that, by launching it, A-B Inbev have drawn attention to all the flaws in the parent brand:
- Ten years ago there wouldn’t have been a need to launch a richer, fuller flavoured version of Stella, because Stella itself was richer and more fully flavoured than other lagers.
- For much of its history there was no need to mature Stella for longer, because Stella was matured longer than other lagers. I’m trying to find out how long ‘longer’ is, but it would be temporally impossible to mature Black for any shorter length of time if rumours of Stella Artois’ current maturation time are to be believed.
- Even back when it was good, ‘proper imported Stella’ was seen as superior to the stuff brewed here (even though blind taste tests proved this was not the case). Black is reminding us that the main Stella brand is brewed in a shed just off the M4.
As they list each selling point of Stella Artois Black, they remind the drinker of what Stella used to be, and how inferior the present version is. That’s why a brand launch intended to raise the premium credentials of the Artois ‘family’ overall will in fact do the direct opposite, actively making it painfully clear how un-premium the parent brand – the most important member in that family – has become.
Stella Black also falls between two stools in targeting terms. The premium beer drinker who has moved on from Stella has already found other brands that are fully flavoured and genuinely imported. The worrying lack of any product information surrounding this release – I even had to write and ask if it was an ale or a lager – shows a desire to remain vague about specifics that will not satisfy the discerning drinker. What reason would a Budvar drinker, for example, have to switch to this? And the silent majority who like Stella how it is now – why would they be interested in this? It’s lower in alcohol, looks expensive, and sounds like it tastes too strong.
It’s fascinating to watch, like a slow motion car crash.
I once summarised the expert thinking on brand extensions for a brand manager on Stella. That brand manager is now president of A-B Inbev UK. I wish he’d kept hold of my powerpoint presentation – he’d have saved his company several million pounds. Because anyone who knows the first thing about brand extensions can see that in this case, black is most appropriate as a colour of mourning.
IPAs in (OK, near) Brighton this Saturday!
It’s my IPA event where Dark Star meets Hops and Glory tomorrow, in the Duke of Wellington pub, Shoreham on Sea, near Brighton, 4pm:
Thornbridge, Jaipur IPA 5.9%
Nethergate, IPA 3.5%
Mighty Oak, IPA 3.5%
Rebellion, IPA 3.7%
Green Jack, Mahseer IPA 5%
Hopdaemon, Skrimshander 4.5%
RCH, Hewish IPA 3.6%
Stringers, Paint it Black IPA 5.5%
Boggarts, Rum Porter 4.6%
Crouch Vale, Blackwater Mild 3.7%
Whitstable, Oyster Stout 4.5%
Salopian, Ironbridge Stout 5%
To be confirmed:
Brewdog, Punk IPA 6.2%
And from Dark Star themselves:
IPA 6.2%
Six Hop 6.5%
Hardknott comes to the Rake
These consist of three ales on hand pump:
- Fusion – a 4% ginger beer that has had chilli added to the mix.
- Dark Energy – a 4.9% ‘sort of a stout perhaps, dark and fruity dry hops’ in Dave’s words
- Continuum – their 4% ‘standard’ beer, dry hopped in the cask
From the cellar there’ll also be Infra-Red, a 6.2% IPA (apparently ‘hoppier than a bucket of frogs’)
Come and drink some beer and buy my books!
Doing a few events this summer to promote the beer trilogy and generally have a nice time drinking beer and talking about my books. You should come along.
This Sunday, 20th June, I’m at the Cheltenham Food and Drink Festival, ostensibly talking around the theme ‘In Search of the World’s Best Beers. I’ll have beers including Otley O-Garden (last week voted Champion Beer of Wales), Harviestoun Ola Dubh and Goose Island IPA, and I’ll be reading passages from or talking about all three books. Talk starts at 1.30pm on Sunday, and if you fancy making a weekend of it you can listen to Ben McFarland talking about the world’s best beers on Saturday, and after me on Sunday afternoon Adrian Tierney-Jones talking about Cotswold beers to try before you die.
I’m spending next weekend in Brighton and surrounding areas, courtesy of the fine people at Dark Star. At 4pm on Saturday 26th we’ll be converging on the Duke of Wellington pub on Brighton Road in Shoreham for a talk about Hops and Glory and IPA. What better excuse to tuck into a dazzling array of IPAs, both ‘genuine’ and ‘modern’?
It’s a dirty job, but…
Congrats to Steve Williams on being named London’s official ale taster last week!
I was one of the judges, and he thoroughly deserved it. Find out more (and see a news video of me looking utterly knackered after Stokey Lit Fest) right here.
Steve already blogs, but part of his new role is to basically go around London drinking beer and writing about it. And he gets paid for this.
It’s going to become an annual competition. If you like the sound of the job and fancy yourself as Steve’s successor, bookmark http://www.londonaletaster.co.uk/ and look out for details.
The Ugly Game
It’s difficult to figure out what to be most disgusted by in the whole Robbie Earle world cup tickets farrago:
The fact that he sold tickets he had been allocated for friends and family?
The fact that ITV is allocated thousands of free tickets anyway? Why on earth does Robbie Earle need forty tickets for a Holland Denmark game in the first place?
The fact that when Fifa Vice President Jack Warner did the same thing in 2006 – netting himself $1million – he kept his job?
The fact that Earle’s naughtiness only came to light because he sold his tickets to forty women who used them to stage an ‘ambush marketing’ campaign for Bavaria Beer?
No. Winner in this whole unpleasant business has to go to the fact that these women were surrounded by forty stewards, ejected from the stadium, and held by Fifa for several hours in what they call a ‘facility’, for the crime of looking quite hot and wearing orange mini skirts.
Budweiser is, once again, the official beer sponsor of the World Cup. This means Bud is the only beer on sale in and around the stadia (not quite as offensive in South Africa as it was in Germany in 2006, but still pretty offensive). It also means that Budweiser is the only beer signage allowed anywhere near the games.
That’s why in 2006, Bavaria issued Dutch fans with orange trousers with ‘Bavaria’ written on them. It was a cheeky bit of guerilla marketing, and Fifa decided they didn’t like it. The Dutch fans were told they had to strip and watch the game trouserless, or go home. This astonishing infringement of human rights became headline news, giving Bavaria infinitely more free marketing than if paying fans had just been allowed to wear what they liked to watch their national team. When I googled ‘Budweiser World Cup’ later that year, the first page of hits were all newspaper articles and blogs criticising Fifa’s bully boy tactics on behalf of Budweiser. The official Bud site was way down the page.
Fair enough, A-B Inbev forked out a lot of money and in return deserve not to have any other beer advertised in the stadia. But your right to exclusive marketing surely does not extend to telling private individuals what they are and are not allowed to wear.
But this week saw an unrepentant Fifa and Budweiser taking this abuse to even higher levels. Orange is the Dutch national colour. It’s quite reasonable to expect fans of the national team to wear it. Unlike the trousers last year, this time there was no branding, no mention of the beer at all, anywhere on the garments in question. And yet these girls were ejected from the game and held against their will for several hours afterwards.
Let’s be realistic: even though Bavaria have denied involvement, of course it was a marketing stunt: why else would forty identically dressed women turn up in one block? But it’s a brilliant stunt: once again, Bavaria has had acres of free press coverage, and Fifa and Bud have been made to look really quite sinister and scary.
But that’s because they are. We all know it’s a marketing stunt, but it doesn’t break any rules. The rules prohibit competitive beer branding around the stadium. There was no branding. End of.
As the Bavaria spokesperson says, Fifa don’t have a trade mark on the colour orange. This is an astonishing abuse of human rights – admittedly a trivial one in the context of South Africa’s recent history, but still deeply disturbing, because it’s all about protecting the commercial rights of a beer brand. No brand should have the power to do something like this. If Fifa and Bud are to remain consistent in this policy, we should expect them to eject and detain any England fan with a St George’s cross flag, T-shirt or face paint, because this is a device used extensively in marketing by Bombardier, a competitive beer brand to Budweiser. That would be utterly absurd, outrageous and unacceptable of course. But then so is this.
How A-B Inbev think this ugly, bullying behaviour helps enhance Budweiser’s reputation is beyond me.
UPDATE 17TH JUNE
So it now appears that the two women who organised the stunt were arrested and face criminal charges. Let’s be clear here: they are guilty of getting women to wear orange dresses at a football game. And they could face jail time for that. So FIFA and A-B Inbev are now giving their rival billions in free publicity. They’re making themselves look sinister to an unparalleled degree – as brands, Nestle, Halliburton, Goldman Sachs look positively cuddly next to this lot. And something that allegedly breaks the terms of a brand licensing deal (it doesn’t, in fact) has been wilfully confused for something that breaks the criminal laws of a state. Let’s be clear: the precedent this creates could see you arrested for wearing branded merchandise of your choice if you’re wearing it in what a corporation – not the police, not the state, but an unelected, unrepresentative private company – deems the wrong place. I don’t know about you, but I’m scared.
My A-B Inbev boycott starts right now.
Stirring things up in the Publican
I’ve had a busy month in The Publican, the pub trade mag for which I write features and a monthly column. If you don’t run a pub you might not see it, so I occasionally provide links here in case anyone is interested in the topics.
Firstly, I wrote a piece about how pubs are the best places to watch the world cup – often better than being at the game itself (especially in the face of relentless vuvuzelas) – and there’s even academic research to back this up. Research that states the bleeding obvious mind, but solid academic research nonetheless.
Then I got angry about people who pretend that pubs aren’t pubs. It’s been a few months now since the new chairman of Pub Company Mitchells & Butler insisted a city analyst referred to the company’s pubs not as pubs but as ‘licensed catering outlets’, but he’s not the only culprit, and this is a viewpoint I’ve been mulling over for a while.
Finally, I totally lost my rag over the news – sorry, very strong rumours – that A-B Inbev is about to sell Bass. I love that they’re getting rid of it – or rather, I did until I discovered the breathtakingly cynical terms of the deal. A-B Inbev have still refrained from commenting on the story, but sources inside the company say the deal is ‘common knowledge’. I’ve never been angrier about anything in the beer industry. I’ve taken the piss out of them before, but this move is beyond piss-taking: if and when it is confirmed, report back here for the official start of my ‘Boycott A-B Inbev’ campaign.
(That last sentence may be a joke. But I’m not entirely sure.)































