When advertising to the heart, you are reaching that place that is most compelling, not just surface “wants”.

By Radio Ranch Hand

I remember the first car I ever wanted. I mean really, really wanted. Desired with all my heart. It was the original 1965 (or 1964 ­1//2, if you want to be really technical, and I know some of you do) Ford Mustang. I saw one on the road, and it was love at first sight. Oh, sure, maybe I saw or heard a commercial or two for them along the way – I honestly don’t remember. It was seeing them in action that clinched the deal. I began to spot them everywhere, looked for them, longed for them, stared after them. And then I saw the ultimate – a custom order bubble­gum pink number that took my breath away. The driver was a blonde with big Jackie­O sunglasses and even bigger hair, driving along with the obvious knowledge of how heart­stoppingly hot she and her pony car looked. I wanted it all. To be that blonde in that automobile. It was my first official case of car lust. Only problem was, I couldn’t drive. Didn’t have a license, wouldn’t have for a few years yet. Even the great state of Texas frowned on eleven-­year-­olds behind the wheel. The whole thing was beyond silly. My little pink Mustang became a dream deferred.

The first car I actually had was a hand-­me­-down 1960 Pontiac Catalina, which my parents knew they couldn’t get anything for as a trade in. It was like a battleship, affectionately dubbed The Good Ship Pontiac, with a belt­free bench seat in front and a backseat big enough to cart all my friends around, including a pair of 6­foot­six red headed twins who usually rode shotgun. Over the years, I have had a few different cars. I have bought them because I saw them, liked them, rented them, drove a friend’s, admired the auto­maker or the eco footprint, or because it was what we could afford at the time. My husband and I don’t buy German cars out of respect for his relatives who perished in the camps. We have become fiercely brand­loyal to a Japanese auto­maker with plants here in the states. In fact, one of our cars right now is an 18­year­old small SUV we bought in the first model year because I had a case of car lust that needed to be quenched. Not as intense as my desire for that pink Mustang – there is never anything like your first love ­­but damn, I wanted that sporty little ute. And this time, I got it.

My point, and there is one, is that I have never, ever wanted a car, bought a car, because somebody yelled at me on the radio. We here at the Ranch seem to sell a lot of cars with spots that match the motto of one of our longest standing clients. No pressure, no hype. Lots of humor. And a nod to that extremely personal relationship between driver and car. We don’t always get to buy the car of our dreams. But as ad­makers we can make people feel really good about the dealership they choose and what they drive off the lot. Have a chuckle about the whole car buying experience. Want to buy from the folks who brought them that very fun and extremely listenable message.

Everyone carries a silly little pink Mustang around in their hearts. Really good radio knows how to reach it.

Listen to: “So Proud” Keystone Volvo

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