If you read yesterday’s post where I ranted about Kickstarter you’d be forgiven for thinking I was against the whole crowdfunding idea. I’m not. I think there are great projects around that really embrace the concept of crowdfunding.
Sellaband was one such project although I did get stung there by investing in an unsigned UK-based, American fronted band that was great live. unfortunately the lead singer got deported back to the US for working illegally and I was left with 90 CD’s to try to sell to a public who would never be able to see them live in the UK.
I digress, as you’ll have noticed from the title it’s BrewDog I’m here to rave about, not Sellaband. If you are a beer drinker you’ll no doubt be familiar with the name of the Scottish brewery who kicked off, some would say, the mass production of craft/micro brewing in the UK.
If you’re a Daily Mail reader who took a wrong turning at the lights and stumbled across this post you’ll probably recognize the name as belonging to the company who make beer stronger than the gin you have before dinner that may or may not be responsible for Cancer.
BrewDog have embraced crowdfunding, not by offering backers a few bottles of beer in return for their money but rather they’ve taken inspiration from Victor Kiam (in a way) and have offered backers shares in the company. They call it Equity for Punks but you’ll often see it referred to as EFP. continue reading…
When I first heard about Kickstarter I thought it was a novel approach for people with ideas to get funding from a community of users who would like that item/service but for which banks and other regular sources of funding might not be so willing to lend funds to.
Now I’m not so sure. For every original project requiring funding there appear to be 6 or 7 dubious projects that, quite frankly, should be directed towards a bank.
My biggest bugbear are those projects set up by quite successful trading individuals and companies who are looking to expand their operation. You can’t go on social media these days without someone hawking their Kickstarter project to pay for new premises or a bigger and faster version of a piece of equipment that they already have.
I’m sick of reading bullshit business plans that 2 or 3 years ago a bank would have gladly lent funds for, even during the recession, if only the person behind the project wasn’t too tight to go take out a loan and pay it and the interest on it back. Instead they crowdfund by offering pre-orders of whatever product is being sold to the backers. continue reading…
A quick post which was prompted by a conversation I had with my friend Kelly; she flew into London on Sunday and we popped over to Paris on Monday, me for a day whilst Kelly won’t be leaving until Thursday. I’m not jealous, not at all.
Whilst we wandered around, at various stages in the day one or other of us asked the other what the time was. It was at this point we seemed to discover a difference in how we each told the time or at least we discovered I tell the time in different ways and I wasn’t even aware of it. continue reading…
Love, by Scott Saw
Now, you know I seldom need encouragement to procrastinate and linger between blog posts.
There are various reasons for this, some more legitimate than others I’ll admit but essentially I’ve been working on lots of other sites over the last year and that in itself has been an up and down cycle worthy of it’s own blog mini-series.
I then decided I wanted to give this site a makeover. I’m getting a bit bored of the caricature me insofar as I can see disappointment in people’s eyes when they see I look nothing like my smiley avatar and it will only progress as years go by and my hairline recedes. So I’ve been working on some ideas but nothing that I really like yet.
So, as if that wasn’t enough to be getting on with, I’ve just decided to move my web hosting account. Now, because the host I’ve used since 2007 has a custom control panel, moving to a new host means a totally manual transfer of over 250 sites…oh joy of joys! However in the long run it should prove to be better…he says optimistically.
This means you can expect even fewer updates but having said that, you may get more updates, just less waffle. Time will tell, anyway, off to tinker with DNS nuts n bolts. If the internet breaks, it wasn’t me!
Eagled eyed visitors will recognise the name Hijack Stories, from back in April. They were the band that I had tickets to see…sat in my office while I was at home. I did eventually see them in August when they played the Camden Barfly. It was a good gig with my only complaint at the time being the brevity of the set.
Scott, the bass player, advised me then that the band were going to be working on an EP and the next time I saw them there’d be more material. That was something to look forward to and so it was when Hijack Stories announced the launch of their EP would be at 333 Mother bar in Shoreditch on Saturday 26 October 2013. I was fortunate enough to be invited along and arrived in time to watch The Black Fields who were pretty good except for one slightly annoying factor…the lead singer insisted on singing with a ‘Suthrn drawl. continue reading…