Cleveland Rocks!
Tuesday, October 30th, 2007I have to admit that all the way to Cleveland I was thinking “Oh, great, what a dump of a city. This trip surely will be all about meeting with a potential new client - we’ll fly out of there as quickly as we arrived.” Boy, what a surprise!
A few of the Brandwidth team (Tony and I) headed up to Cleveland to meet with an up and coming International Entertainment company specializing in live online events – a PPV model nonetheless (that’s Pay-Per-View for all you acronym haters). I’ll spare you the details of a great meeting with said company with a great idea and the toolset to make it happen. They need a story and distribution – the rest is there. More on that later.
We arrived the night before our meeting and were looking for something to entertain ourselves, to keep our minds off our families at home. So off to downtown we went. Soon we’re lost, driving aimlessly, although successfully, in circles. And the city is looking pretty good. In fact, it’s clean and it’s active and on a Wednesday night, there were actually people walking the streets, going in and out of stores and bars and other local establishments. It was looking promising. Once we realized we weren’t going to be the victims of some senseless crime in the dirty old streets of Cleveland, we snap out of it…Oh yea, what was it we were hoping to find…
The House of Blues. We pull over and ask a gentlemen for directions. Turns out we made a wrong turn or didn’t pay attention to the street signs. Whatever happened, we did another successful circle. Again, we pull over and ask another guy for directions. Same story from this guy, except this time as we’re paying attention to the street signs a car weaves in front of us and cuts us off – beeping their horn and hanging out the window. Suddenly we realize that it’s the guy that just gave us the directions and he’s leading us right to the spot. He either borrowed somebody’s car really quick or hijacked one. Either way, he went out of his to get us to The House of Blues. Cleveland experience one, a sign of things to come.
We valet park and hike to the venue. From the street, we can see the place is dead. We’re hoping at this point that the party’s in the back. We’re greeted at the door by the bartender who informs us the show for the night is canceled. As quick as he told us there’s no point in hanging around, he offers up the best spot in town and suggests a cab down to the flats. As we’re walking back to the valet, the guy reaches in his pocket and offers us our money back. We tell him to keep it but ask a favor, driving directions to the bartenders recommended venue for the evening. A few turns later and we’re in the money. Cleveland experience two, wow.
What’s in the flats? You’ll have to discover all the entertainment for yourself. Sorry, but it’s my pitch for Cleveland. It’s the least I can do in return for the hospitality. Suffice it to say, we had a blast and that bartender knows where the pulse of the city is on a Wednesday night. Cleveland experience three, fun and a nice distraction.
Surely you’re wondering how this could possibly be about marketing. It’s a beautiful display of something that can’t be bought and is infinitely invaluable. You could call it viral marketing if you want to, I’ll call it hospitality for the sake of proving a point. The point is that even if Cleveland put out a huge campaign across the Midwest touting how nice and earnest their citizens were, no one would believe it and no one would visit on that basis. It’s just something you have to experience. So was it marketing or just people? Who cares, it works. If we weren’t on a tight timeline, we surely would have stayed the weekend.
Although we didn’t get to rock out in Cleveland, suffice it to say that Cleveland Rocks! And thanks to all of the hospitable folks who guided us! We’ll see you again soon.