Showing posts with label Morrisons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morrisons. Show all posts

Wednesday, 21 July 2021

Mixed signals: buying records on your high street

Barely a fortnight after Sainsbury’s announced that it will stop selling CDs and DVDs in the face of streaming services dominating media consumption, and just a few days after the second Record Store Day ‘drop’ for 2021, dear old HMV has celebrated its 100th birthday by announcing that it is planning to 10 new shops this year.

While this is hardly a raging endorsement of physical media continuing to enjoy rude health, it at least is a positive sign that the oft-predicted death of such formats is being kept at arm’s length. Sainsbury’s said that its decision was the result of consumers increasingly getting their music and films online, although conversely it added that it would continue to sell vinyl records in some stores, a reflection of vinyl’s hipster appeal amongst everyone from teenagers to the middle-aged getting back into the format and succumbing to impulse buying while out doing the weekly grocery shop.

Notably, Sainsbury’s supermarket competitors are continuing to sell CDs and DVDs, so the decision isn’t necessarily the shock headlines might suggest. There is no denying that CDs, DVDs and even Blu-ray Discs are in long-term decline: I’ve blogged before about the minor conflict this has placed me in, having worked for Philips on the consumer electronics industry’s launches of DVD and Blu-ray Disc, the company having co-developed the CD with Sony in the decade before, starting the rise of the 12cm ‘optical’ disc as a multi-faceted carrier of digital entertainment and media content.

But, progress is progress. The irony of all this is that the CD and its various offspring were meant to kill off the vinyl record, and yet that format has enjoyed a resurgence, with UK salesreaching 4.8 million in 2020. Indeed, the BPI says that LP sales will eclipse CDs this year for the first time since the late 1980s. “Demand [for CDs] has been following a long-term trend as consumers increasingly transition to streaming,” a BPI spokesperson told the BBC. “Resilient demand is likely to continue for many years, enhanced by special editions and other collectible releases. If some retailers now see the format as less of a priority, this will create a further opportunity for others, such as independent shops and specialist chains such as HMV, to cater to the continuing demand.”

While I rarely buy a Blu-ray edition of a film or a box set these days (I now share a house with my family and don’t have the space for masses of media as I had in my single days, so online services make a lot of sense) I do still buy music, with a combination of vinyl, CDs and digital copies, depending on my mood, collectability (e.g. special editions) and even whether I’m purchasing an album on spec, as opposed to a must-have I might want to have on display. I wouldn’t be the only one who sees vinyl collecting as much as an Instagram fetish as about music appreciation. I am also of the High Fidelity mentality, one of those middle-aged men who still derive pleasure from rifling through racks in musty independent shops staffed by ever-so-slightly intimidating cooler-than-you types. It’s an age-old tradition and long may it continue.

There is, though, still a place for the HMVs of this world. When the chain went into administration in December 2018, threatening anyone with entertainment media on their Christmas lists, it cast a pall over the future of buying and owning records. One of HMV’s attractions, from a mass consumer point of view, was that it made ‘supermarket’ shopping for entertainment easy, with multi-buy bundles (e.g. “2 for £10” offers) a cunning ploy to part cash for more than you might have entered a shop in search of. My CD collection is certainly the beneficiary of deals like that (along with regular holiday raids to American chains like the now defunct Tower Records and Amoeba, particularly during the days of more favourable dollar-pound exchange rates).

News that HMV will open 10 new outlets this year is a glimmer of hope on a couple of counts: firstly, COVID-19 has hit the ‘non-essential’ retailing sector hard thanks to high street lockdowns over the last year and a half. This has been accompanied the double- or even triple-whammy of media sales shifting to core online retailers like Amazon for home delivery convenience, along with the continuing growth of streaming services. Doug Putman, the Canadian entrepreneur who bought out the HMV brand from administration in 2019, and has since reopened 107 sites, has warned that the future of on-premises retailing in the UK is still not guaranteed.

Doug Putman
Picture: Joe Fiorino/Canadian Broadcasting Company

Putman says the government needs to urgently fix business rates, which are based on property rates but are notoriously slow to adjust to market levels, resulting in retailers and other high street businesses continuing to pay very high costs in the face of rising competition from online services with a lower cost base. “If the government doesn’t fix the rates, high streets are going to see a lot more vacancies,” says Putman. “Business rates just don’t make much sense. You can pay zero rent and not make a profit on a store as rates are too high.” 

As seen recently by announcements by Gap and other fashion retailers, in-store shopping is facing an existential crisis, and the pandemic hasn’t helped, even accelerating its demise. It is sad, says Putman. “Outside of the illness, when you look at people’s lives, a big part of that is walking outside and going to the high street and doing some shopping. When you see bookstores and coffee shops, and HMVs, closed and everything online it is not as much fun as it used to be. Hopefully people have seen this world where everything is Amazon and it is not all that great.”

Steven Wilson launches his album To The Bone at the HMV store in Oxford Street

One of HMV’s priorities will be to restore its flagship to London’s Oxford Street. The retailer opened its first HMV shop in 1921 when, as the Gramophone Company (which became EMI in 1931), it took over an old clothing shop at no 363. The shop was closed as part of the administration process at the end of 2018, but Putman has said he would like to find a new location in Central London. The prospects of that, however, amid continuing schism in both domestic and foreign tourism to London, might make it unlikely in the short term, given that the cost of commercial property in the city is driving retailers out, rather than drawing them in.

The other challenge for HMV will be market dynamics. While Sainsbury’s might be getting out of CD and DVD sales in the face of slowing turnover for the formats, others, like Tesco and Asda will continue to take “market share” by undercutting traditional music retailers - be it HMV or the independents. Industry writer Graham Jones has noted that supermarkets stick to a narrow choice of CDs from popular chart acts like Ed Sheeran, rather than back catalogues and more eclectic fare. Indeed, in 2008 Jones discovered an independent record shop buying bulk copies of the latest Coldplay CD from Morrisons, rather than wholesale from the record company because the supermarket offered them for less.

Speak to more hardcore music consumers, as opposed to impulse shoppers, and the love of physical media continues to drive behaviour. One of the pillars of CD and vinyl buying to begin with, over streaming, is the belief that it’s always available, a point that does suggest continuing Luddite sentiment that the Internet can go down, or that titles can disappear due to licensing windows ending. This conveniently ignores the fact that lugging 12-inch records and even CDs around isn’t so convenient if you don’t have anything to play them on. But there’s no denying the emotional bond that people - yes, like me - have to the physical format. “I can't imagine a world where media is not in your hands and not yours,” one seasoned consumer recently told the BBC in response to the Sainsbury’s news.

There are, then, two issues at work when it comes to HMV expanding, a little further, as it tries like so many other bricks-and-mortar retailers to remain afloat on the high street. Firstly, there is the inexorable rise of online shopping - regardless of the pandemic - which is a convenience that is now just an established fact. And secondly, in HMV’s case, there is the cultural shift away from physical ownership as the shift continues to digital.

“People obviously love going out shopping,” Doug Putman told the BBC this week. “They like touching and feeling and that’s something that online is not going to replace. He remains sure that the high street, despite increasingly gloomy predictions, will not become one long parade of charity shops and coffee chains, as so many have become. “I’m still very optimistic on the [HMV] business and business as a whole on the high street,” Putnam added. “I still think the high street is just something so special.” He has a point, but it’s one that flies in the face of convention, and that high streets have become centres of the service economy rather than the destinations of discovery they once were. I do know that if HMV were to open up round the corner from me I’d probably be forever in it, but I suspect that I - and perhaps my vinyl-loving teenage step-daughter - would be the exception.

Wednesday, 22 February 2017

First the pie, now the mash


As someone of - shall we say? - a somewhat less-than 'bronzed Adonis' body shape, the public wringing-out of Sutton United reserve goalkeeper/goalkeeping coach/groundsman Wayne Shaw has been an unedifying spectacle.

But, then, we Brits love a story about a loveable foil. Shaw himself may have courted publicity long before Tuesday night's "piegate" incident at Gander Green Lane: when images first emerged of the 23-stone, 45-year-old with a...um...unique physical profile for a footballer, even a part-timer at a non-league club he was already cast for "top footy bantz", with memes immediately tweeted which revolved around that old terrace staple of "who ate all the pies?".

Well, now we know. But not without Shaw apparently putting himself in league with the Devil - i.e. Sun Bets (shirt sponsors of Sutton's FA Cup 5th round tie with Arsenal) for the stunt in which he conspicuously munched on a pasty while the clock ticked down on the match. Given that the FA Cup is sold on the romantic lore of its "magic", and the prospect of underdog teams doing battle with those from the elite at obscure suburban grounds, sight of the "roly-poly-goalie" engaging with pastry and meats-various should really have become just a part of the competition's glorious mixture of the professional and the amateur.

But, no. The suspicion that Shaw's piefest may have actually contravened FA betting rules has brought about a collective swallowing of something hard and jagged. Shaw himself has apparently resigned from the club "in tears", while the Gambling Commission and the FA are said to be investigating - quite rightly suspicious of the fact Sun Bets had offered odds of 8-1 that Shaw would be filmed consuming some form of pie during the game (although there is already a counter that he was eating a pasty, not a pie, so the bet was null-and-void, anyway).

With honesty, Shaw admitted that he had been aware of the odds on offer but maintained that he didn't place a bet himself though. Still, despite it all probably and naively being a 'bit of fun', Shaw himself has ended up being hung out to dry, disgracefully, even by The Sun newspaper itself, the media associate of Sun Bets. Humbug, methinks.

Fun though this may all be - and there is a strong sense of po-faced joylessness over the official reaction (the Gambling Commission's Richard Watson said, with some justification, "integrity in sport is not a joke") - the saddest part is that Shaw ends up just another loveable loser, an Eddie 'The Eagle' Edwards with goalkeeping gloves. And it has detracted from a genuinely impressive performance by Sutton against Arsenal, 105 places above the south London side.

"[The issue] has been very disappointing, there’s no doubt about that,", Sutton's dignified manager Paul Doswell told Sky News. "It’s something that we’ve dealt with quickly as a club. Wayne himself has offered his resignation to the club this afternoon and that has been accepted. It’s a very sad end to what was a very good story."

Inevitably, though, Shaw may yet run out the winner. Despite leaving the job he loved, that had seen him sleep at the ground just to ensure it was ready for the big tie, the supermarket chain Morrisons has apparently offered him a job as a pie taster. "We’re always looking for the best talent to taste our pies and make sure they hit the back of the net," said the supermarket's Chief Pie Buyer, Tessa Callaghan, without any obvious recognition of the crow-barred PR opportunism of it all.

Well, I suppose we Brits love to make capital out of calamity. Our favourite war film is The Great Escape (which, you'll recall, ended with most escapees being recaptured and shot) and its theme tune was adopted to gee up England fans at internationals. And don't forget Gareth Southgate, Stuart Pearce and Chris Waddle landed lucrative Pizza Hut commercials for messing up their penalties at Euro '96 and the 1990 World Cup, respectively. Piegate may end well for Wayne Shaw, but at risk of joining the po-faced and joyless who've been scornful of the whole episode, I can't agree more with Doswell that it has taken the shine off the real reason we love watching David/Goliath cup ties. And that has nothing to do with pastry.