In 1965, I came to Madison Avenue as a young copywriter at Young & Rubicam. And those were the days of the Creative Revolution! While we writers and art directors at Y&R won a ton of creative awards--and we did--we were awed by the creative brilliance pouring forth from a non-Madison-Avenue shop, Doyle, Dane, Bernbach. Volkswagen "Think Small" ads! The Avis "We Try Harder" ads! Oh, if only we could work there!
But how did I feel--back then--about Ogilvy & Mather and the Scottish bloke behind it? Truth be told, none of the agency creatives I hung out with or worked with directly at Y&R, had ever set foot inside Ogilvy & Mather. Mr. Ogilvy, with his red braces and ads for Rolls Royce and Hathaway shirts, was an "interesting" person. But he was not a Living God like Bill Bernbach. I would have walked barefoot through rusty razor blades for the chance to have coffee with Mr. Bernbach.
And what if someone had invited me to join David Ogilvy for a sumptuous lunch at his expense? It's quite possible I would have taken a pass. The "hot kids" just weren't that entranced with David and his Hathaway eye patches.
Holy cow, was I wrong!
Kenneth Roman's action-packed book, "The King Of Madison Avenue," reveals the fascinating brilliance and mile-deep creative dimensions of David Ogilvy. I turned the pages relentlessly, making literally hundreds of marginal notes in my copy. I was bowled over by Ogilvy's unique, rich, peripatetic background--certainly he possessed a far more multi-layered wealth of experiences when compared to any other ad-business chieftain during the 20th Century. All of this is thoroughly described by author Roman with lively (sometimes juicy) anecdotes and solid reporting from hundreds of sources.
About that background of Ogilvy's: First, as a "slave" sous-chef in one of the great autocratic restaurant kitchens of Paris. Then to England to sell the complex and costly Aga Cooker door-to-door to flinty eyed, wary cooks in some of England's finest homes, capping it all by becoming the company's top salesman by age 24. (Roman makes it very clear that years later Ogilvy took his instinctive understanding of "how to sell things" with him to Madison Avenue.) Ogilvy next moved to America and got a job working directly for pioneer consumer researcher, George Gallup (another skill he took with him to advertising.) He returned to England before the war and joined British Intelligence and began to learn the spy business (also handy for advertising.) After the war he came back to America, bought a farm in Amish Pennsylvania and took up the life of a gentleman farmer (the willingness to get your hands dirty is a quality not exactly found with many of today's ad agency CEOs.)
Finally, after Ogilvy had added these occupational baubles to his resume--sous-chef, super-salesman, pioneer-researcher, spy, and farmer--he decided to open an ad agency boutique on Madison Avenue. The astounding skyrocketing ride to success the agency enjoyed is likely to keep you up reading `til 3AM. (It did me.)
In the closing pages we are treated to a frightening, scathing, stomach-turning story of how--once a company has sold its stock to the public--the founder can suddenly find his life's most important accomplishment ruthlessly ripped away from him. Roman's insider's-view writing (he was there as CEO at the time) rivals "Barbarians At The Gate" at its hairiest. I will read and re-read those particular pages many times for the lessons they contain.
What a book! And what a graphic picture of David Ogilvy, this ego-driven, complicated, wildly creative man!
I will say that Roman has convincingly persuaded me that I was just one of those snot-nosed creative kids back in the 60s--award-happy renegades who didn't have the slightest idea where the REAL genius of Madison Avenue lived.
If I could turn the clock back 40 years and someone offered me that opportunity to lunch with David Ogilvy, I would walk barefoot through rusty razor blades, broken glass, red-hot embers, and sulfuric acid just to sit down for an hour and listen to him.
If you want to read lessons that can still--without question--inspire success today, I have three words for you:
Buy this book.