I wish someone would make a compilation of commercials from the fifties through the nineties. I would watch it as therapy and to remind myself of a more simple, dependable and less dissonant time.
What I miss is when networks would have one of those summer replacement shows, usually hosted by Dick Clark and/or Ed McMahon, with old commercials from the 50s and 60s. Sometimes they'd even show international commercials. Fun times...
This is so perfectly timed, as I'm currently in my adolescent home in Toronto. Oy, the nostalgia!
I recall commercials for Folgers coffee, Canadian beer, Coffee Crisp (these old ladies are a scream: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jOY7fGdCrBs), and the Lifeline classic "I've fallen and I can't get up!"
I'm glad I'm not the only kid who played really morbid games growing up. Once I lost my doll's grave out in the woods and it took me 2-3 days to find her and dig her back up. That whole time I was stressed she was going to dig herself out and come after me for burying her alive. But I don't know that I ever altered any commercial jingles to go along with my games.
In the early '70s my little brother got G.I. Joe. Oh, the hell on earth we put poor Joe through. I actually feel empathy and remorse for his poor plastic soul. He was tried, condemned, and executed many times: gallows and firing squad. Then buried in a small wood coffin in the back yard, to be dug up weeks later and put through the ordeal again. We were cruel gods.
😂 Poor GI Joe. It's funny to think back on because I genuinely loved my toys. For years I never considered I might have been something of a Sid from "Toy Story". We didn't have many toys so it's not like we were spoiled and ungrateful. We (and our toys) just suffered a bit from a darker imagination.
I didn't have a lot of toys, either. I'm amazed when I walk into somebody's house now who has kids and there are wall-to-wall toys all over every room. All of mine would fit in a toy box about three feet long. I loved them, but yeah, dark impulses sometimes took over. And besides, Joe was actually my brother's so I wasn't particularly attached. In retrospect, I feel bad about being rough on toys, almost as if they were pets with feelings instead of inanimate objects. The few I still have after all these years I curate with kindness. I guess it's because they represent lost childhood.
That Nestle commercial day would have the entire Democratic Party screaming "racism." To the extend that I'm even aware of commercials today most seem to have the "infomercial" vibe about them. About as original and unique as dirt.
I was just thinking the same thing! I'd love to tie all of the people screaming over the white Afrikaners to a chair and make them watch that commercial.
I loved jingles so much I had a record album compilation of them (and another record album of TV theme songs, also sadly missing from entertainment today). I miss the creativity, fun, and comforting familiarity of mini song breaks between TV shows. And in rewatching the old commercials posted here, I also appreciate how even the best-looking models still looked human--no Botox face and blindingly white teeth!
Thank you for this post--reveling in compilations like one is such a mood lifter! Say goodbye a little longer, make it last a little longer...with Big Red: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n69B_RfXa8g
Does anybody else like me, from the Pleistocene, remember Farfel the Dog singing "N-E-S-T-L-E-S, choc-late" in his mournful voice, and then clacking his jaw shut? I loved Farfel when I was a little kid in the late '50s.
“Gen X and older understands.” - would be an excellent ad tagline.
Pepperidge Farm remembers!
I wish someone would make a compilation of commercials from the fifties through the nineties. I would watch it as therapy and to remind myself of a more simple, dependable and less dissonant time.
Google it. You can find just such compilations on YouTube.
This one was aired regularly in the NY/NJ area in the ‘70s. It was an ear worm then, sad now
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7Lg4gGk53iY&pp=ygUjbG9vayBmb3IgdGhlIHVuaW9uIGxhYmVsIGNvbW1lcmNpYWw%3D
But now for a palate cleanser, this was a favorite of grade school boys:
https://m.youtube.com/results?sp=mAEA&search_query=alka+seltzer+plop+plop+fizz+fizz+commercial
OMG As a kid I never noticed the Maxfield Parrish ripoff in that Nestle ad!
Creamy white. Dreamy white.
(screaming black woman)
Right? Right?! I just noticed it, too.
What I miss is when networks would have one of those summer replacement shows, usually hosted by Dick Clark and/or Ed McMahon, with old commercials from the 50s and 60s. Sometimes they'd even show international commercials. Fun times...
This is so perfectly timed, as I'm currently in my adolescent home in Toronto. Oy, the nostalgia!
I recall commercials for Folgers coffee, Canadian beer, Coffee Crisp (these old ladies are a scream: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jOY7fGdCrBs), and the Lifeline classic "I've fallen and I can't get up!"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQlpDiXPZHQ
That Nestle commercial actually worked on me.
Creamy white. Dreamy white.
(black woman screams in background)
What about "ancient Chinese secret"
Don't forget the Jello commercial. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SkgYU3w-0aA
also.... "it's SINFULLY delicious"
"Things go better with Coke!"
I'm glad I'm not the only kid who played really morbid games growing up. Once I lost my doll's grave out in the woods and it took me 2-3 days to find her and dig her back up. That whole time I was stressed she was going to dig herself out and come after me for burying her alive. But I don't know that I ever altered any commercial jingles to go along with my games.
In the early '70s my little brother got G.I. Joe. Oh, the hell on earth we put poor Joe through. I actually feel empathy and remorse for his poor plastic soul. He was tried, condemned, and executed many times: gallows and firing squad. Then buried in a small wood coffin in the back yard, to be dug up weeks later and put through the ordeal again. We were cruel gods.
You just made me laugh hysterically.
😂 Poor GI Joe. It's funny to think back on because I genuinely loved my toys. For years I never considered I might have been something of a Sid from "Toy Story". We didn't have many toys so it's not like we were spoiled and ungrateful. We (and our toys) just suffered a bit from a darker imagination.
I didn't have a lot of toys, either. I'm amazed when I walk into somebody's house now who has kids and there are wall-to-wall toys all over every room. All of mine would fit in a toy box about three feet long. I loved them, but yeah, dark impulses sometimes took over. And besides, Joe was actually my brother's so I wasn't particularly attached. In retrospect, I feel bad about being rough on toys, almost as if they were pets with feelings instead of inanimate objects. The few I still have after all these years I curate with kindness. I guess it's because they represent lost childhood.
Yes. I still have my Care Bears. I have loved them since I was little and now I keep them safely on a shelf.
That's sweet. I still have a panda bear and a wooden rocking horse I got for Christmas in 1955. I'm extra nice to them.
That Nestle commercial day would have the entire Democratic Party screaming "racism." To the extend that I'm even aware of commercials today most seem to have the "infomercial" vibe about them. About as original and unique as dirt.
I was just thinking the same thing! I'd love to tie all of the people screaming over the white Afrikaners to a chair and make them watch that commercial.
I loved jingles so much I had a record album compilation of them (and another record album of TV theme songs, also sadly missing from entertainment today). I miss the creativity, fun, and comforting familiarity of mini song breaks between TV shows. And in rewatching the old commercials posted here, I also appreciate how even the best-looking models still looked human--no Botox face and blindingly white teeth!
Thank you for this post--reveling in compilations like one is such a mood lifter! Say goodbye a little longer, make it last a little longer...with Big Red: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n69B_RfXa8g
♫That Big Red freshness lasts right through it
on and on-while you chew it
"Momma Mia! That's a spicy meatball!" (1969, Alka-Seltzer)
No doubt an Italian-American activist group would lose their shit over that, today.
"The beer and the burgers, the burgers and the beer." LOLOLOL
Does anybody else like me, from the Pleistocene, remember Farfel the Dog singing "N-E-S-T-L-E-S, choc-late" in his mournful voice, and then clacking his jaw shut? I loved Farfel when I was a little kid in the late '50s.
Oh yes, I had forgotten all about Farfel. I remember him him when I was a little kid!