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Newsreal: The fame economy

What's good for Michael Jordan is good for America

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Celebrity used to be associated with accomplishment. A noteworthy book, stellar batting statistics or a bold achievement in science or mountain climbing was the price of a ticket into the hall of fame. Now celebrity is just another mass media-driven industry, a commodity subject to the whims of the marketplace. The greatest recognition goes to those whose images help sell products that have nothing to do with what made these people celebrities in the first place. It’s fame as fuel, feeding the maw of popular culture and driving up profits for producers and sellers alike.

Is this such a bad thing? The economics of fame is the specialty of Tyler Cowen, an economist at George Mason University and author of the recently published book “In Praise of Commercial Culture” (Harvard University Press). Cowen is working on a new book about the culture of celebrity, tentatively titled “Servants of Fame.”

With the American media’s habit of bestowing celebrity awards about to reach its end-of-the-year fever pitch, Salon spoke with Cowen about the ever-cheapening price of fame, and its ever increasing financial rewards.

In “In Praise of Commercial Culture” you write that bottom-line commercialism, with its accent on celebrity, has been good for contemporary culture. How do you justify that?

Applause eggs on performers to produce more compact discs, more paintings, more movie performances. In essence, fans get those extra and better performances for free. That’s the primary benefit of commercialized fame. The more people clap, the more performers will produce because many performers are fame-seekers. And that is a cheap way of getting somebody to do something for you.

How does the performer contribute to this new economy of fame?

Their images can be bought and sold for profit. Celebrities are now used to endorse other products. We’ve all seen Michael Jordan’s endorsements of Wheaties and McDonald’s hamburgers, but here’s just a few of the other products he endorses:

Christmas stockings, edible cake decorations, golf club covers, beanbag chairs, shower curtains, pot holders, aprons, rulers, kitchen towels, sleeping bags, plates, temporary tatoos, canteens, play tents, insulated travel mugs, napkins, table cloths, popcorn tins, foam furniture, first aid kits, flip books, gift wrap, greeting cards, memo pads, book bags, pencil sharpeners, erasers, wall calendars, posters, buttons, key chains, wallet cards, magnets, ring binders, tissue holders, diaries, scribble pads, address books, envelopes, flashlights, kites, yo-yo’s, gliders, toothbrush holders, trading cards, gold, silver and bronze coins, collector plates, wastebaskets, Sony and Sega playstations, pinball games, action figures, night lights, soap dishes, backboards and hoops, toy rockets, walkie-talkies, curtains, laser guns, acrylic juice cups, gum, cookies, bandages, picture books, poster books, school boxes, comforters and, of course, sneakers.

And who gets the better of the deal?

They both do very well. In essence, the people who make these products are not just selling the product; they’re selling a picture of Michael Jordan. It’s remarkable how much a celebrity endorsement and image is worth. It helps sell their product, and it makes Michael Jordan more famous.

Mother Teresa didn’t endorse products, but she was pretty famous.

Let’s look at someone like Mother Teresa. She didn’t go around endorsing acrylic juice cups and her funeral got less coverage on TV than Princess Diana, whose face appeared on every conceivable commercial magazine cover. That is why we
have seen a continual rise in the relative fame of entertainers and a continual fall in the relative fame of politicians, military leaders and preachers. The issue today is whether or not money can be made from their fame.

Did Latrell Sprewell diminish or enhance his fame by throttling his basketball coach and being thrown off the team?

He is a case of someone who was so puffed up by his fame that he thought he could get away with what he did. His fame loosened the constraints on him. I think he’s sorry he lost money and got punished. But it’s not clear how much money he’s actually going to lose. His year-long suspension may be partly overturned in arbitration. He could play in Europe, and after that, receive a new contract. So will he really lose that much money? It’s hard to say. If he plays well in Europe for a year and then gets a new contract, he could end up richer and more famous than before.

So Sprewell might have done himself some good in the fame game.

Sure. Everyone is talking about him now. And frankly, I think a lot of people admire what he did. While many people themselves wouldn’t attack their bosses the way Sprewell did, I think there’s a secret glee that comes out when we see someone act out what we sometimes fantasize about. No matter how much people may condemn it publicly, I think there’s a huge inner sentiment that says it was just great to see someone pay back an abusive character. And that sentiment enhances Sprewell’s fame.

Unless or until he destroys himself.

That’s one thing that fame does to people: It destroys perspective, that sense of being like other people. Magic Johnson was another example of the same phenomenon. I think he had a sense of having won so many victories and so much adulation that he could simply get away with anything and still have marriage or never catch a disease. His fame created an air of invulnerability around him which left him with the impression that he was not human in the way everyone else is.

You say mass media is the chief engine of the economics of fame. Do you see the Internet making people famous?

The main thing it does right now
is to make more famous people who are already famous through some other medium. For example, a TV star might have a Web site that fans can visit to see more pictures and find out biographical details. But I think at some point people will start to become independently famous through the Internet.

The ultimate in the globalization of fame.

Yes, but there’s a downside. With your picture being broadcast around the world, whether via the Internet or television, the possibility of anonymity is gone forever. It’s like the Midas touch. People want fame and strive to attain it. But once they have it, it becomes a curse.

Princess Diana.

Absolutely. Diana spent about a quarter of a million dollars a year on her appearance. She assiduously courted the media, gave interviews and generally went to great lengths to make herself a public image. But once it happened,
she bore the costs. The paparazzi trailed after every moment in her life. They even put a camera in the private gym where she worked out. The person who ran the gym made an arrangement with photographers, and they filmed her working out. So even in her own private gym, she did not have peace of mind or privacy.

Are there examples of celebrities who have handled their fame well?

Yes. Jimmy Stewart is one. He seems to have led a pretty normal life.
But he is the exception rather than the rule. There are also celebrities who simply disappear from public view. J.D. Salinger is one of those, as is Thomas Pynchon. In the case of Salinger, the media view his reclusiveness as a kind of insanity, which
shouldn’t be surprising. The media want stars to expose themselves
because that’s how the media make their money. When any star refuses to play by the media’s rules, they turn against him.

Salinger became famous through basically one book. Could he have achieved the same kind of fame had he written “Catcher in the Rye” today?

Probably not. Modern fame creates very high expectations, both with the public and the
famous. For most people, writing one good book in their lives would be an enormous achievement. But with the fame that now accompanies the publication of such a book, the expectation all around is for another book, and then another. That’s one big problem that famous people have. Sooner or later, they peak. Yet they have developed very high expectations. They are then in a position where they’re subject to intense scrutiny, but they can’t do any
better. They can only get worse. It’s a prescription for depression.

Fame is bad for your health?

Celebrities have a lot of health problems. In many cases, there is a tendency toward early suicide. Celebrities also suffer from high rates of alcoholism and stress. Fame is a double-edged sword. On average, it’s not very good for your health.

Do you believe, with Andy Warhol, that everyone will get their 15 minutes of fame?

Warhol was an interesting and, in my view, underrated thinker on fame. He used to say, only
half-jokingly, that the people he envied most were those like Marshall Field, people who had their names on department stores and were better known than any artists. But Warhol was wrong in one critical respect — that immortal
fame would disappear. That’s not true. We still have many realms, such as the Hall of Fame for baseball or rock ‘n’ roll, where long-lasting recognition is still produced. I think Warhol is correct in arguing that ephemeral celebrity has risen. But it has not been at the expense of immortal fame. The two rise together.

But the requirements of such fame has changed. If you look at stamps in the 19th century, just about the only faces
you saw on them were presidents and generals. Now we
have stamps with Elvis Presley, Buddy Holly, Duke Ellington and Marilyn Monroe on them. These are the people whose fame is going to make money for the U.S. Postal Service. Celebrity is now a commercial commodity, and the biggest stars are those who have the power to earn more money for others.

Getting back to your economic theory, fame has its blue-chip
commodities and its junk bonds.

That’s right. I predict that 50 years from now, no one will remember
the Spice Girls. But 300 years from now, people will still be listening to James Brown and Elvis Presley — and pay them reverence by buying products that carry their image. They are more than performers and artists. They’re good investments.

Jonathan Broder is Salon's Washington correspondent.

Bubblegum Thatcherism

The Spice Girls want you to think they're Tiger Beatish riot grrrls. Actually, they're inane Young Tories.

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there’s no getting around that the success of any pop-music performer is built at least somewhat on image, and that’s not a sin by itself. Every performer — whether she’s a creepy, shallow crooner like Celine Dion or a sophisticated, intelligent one like P.J. Harvey — has an image, whether it’s been carefully pruned by a corps of PR types or merely fixed in people’s minds by something a performer said or wore on a late-night talk show.

Every once in a while, though, the pop-music image machine outdoes itself with tackiness and glitter, with posturing and sloganeering, with a steaming heap of hype so calculated that it’s almost a work of art — or propaganda — in itself. Though their debut LP, “Spice,” has only just been released in America, the British pop phenomenon Spice Girls already has an image here: The video for their unapologetically sassy dance hit “Wannabe” is all over MTV like a pair of cheap boot-cut pants. And thanks to all the pre-LP chatter on these shores, we know that Spice Girls are take-charge chickies with a don’t-mess-with-me attitude. That their fave phrase is the empty-thought-bubble of a slogan “Girl Power!” (clearly a toothless bastardization of the riot grrrl battle cryRevolution Grrrl Style Now!“). That they wear unabashedly sexy clothes that show how much pride and pleasure they take in their bodies. And, what’s more, that they write (and actually sing! with their own lips!) their own songs, most of which outline exactly what they want from their boyfriends and declare they’re not going to settle for less. At worst, the Spice Girls hype — and the hit single — seemed goofy and harmless at first.

But the closer you look, the worse these 15 minutes start to smell. The big problem — and you wouldn’t know it unless you’ve seen some of the press Spice Girls have garnered in their own country — is this: They’re proud Thatcherites.

A Dec. 13 article in The London Times (“Pierced-nose pop group adds spice to the Tories”) reported that Spice Girls had announced their backing of the Conservative Party in an interview with the high-toned right-wing publication The Spectator. “We Spice Girls are true Thatcherites,” Spice Girl Geri Halliwell told The Spectator. “Thatcher was the first Spice Girl, the pioneer of our ideology — Girl Power.”

It was this particular brand of Girl Power, of course, that single-handedly brought about the economic devastation of the people who had the most to lose in Britain — surely it can get Spice Girls a hit record. Anything that can destroy national health care and put vast numbers of people out of work must be pretty strong stuff, so why shouldn’t Spice Girls want to bottle it and make their first million off it? Among the slogans cheerfully emblazoned on the leaflet for “Spice” are “Wonderwoman,” “She Who Dares Wins,” “Future Is Female” and “Spice Revolution.” The only thing missing is “Don’t Fight the Power: Buy a Piece of It.”

Of course, conservative “feminists” aren’t all that rare — America has its share of them. And the idea of Margaret Thatcher as the ultimate feminist is hardly original.

But Spice Girls are something else again. It’s one thing to spout off silly beauty ‘n’ boyfriend tips on the Web site sponsored by your record company (“If you’re going to kiss a boy, make sure you’re wearing stay-on lipstick”), but it’s another to make political endorsements when you have no idea what you’re talking about. In the Spectator interview, Spice Girl Mel Brown stressed that getting the upper-class vote was a necessity for the party. In a brilliant piece of gum-snapping rhetoric, she explained, “We shouldn’t be prejudiced against any background, poor or aristocratic. The middle class are the worst. We like the aristocrats.” Even worse, the Spice Girls’ comments about the rest of Europe are amazingly crass — particularly coming from pop stars who obviously want to conquer the world: “We travel throughout Europe,” said Halliwell. “All those countries look the same. Only England looks different. That is why the Spice Girls are profoundly suspicious of Europe.”

The Spice Girls brand of conservatism is more about packaging than substance. The “Spice” CD leaflet, done up in bright bubble-gum colors, features perky pictures of the Girls in hip outfits, and even includes a little form that you can fill out and send in “to learn more about Spice Girls.” The whole effect is queasy-making — like the Young Americans for Freedom you see on campuses canvassing incoming freshmen.

Spice Girls represent the ultimate betrayal in pop music: When pop gives itself over freely to the people in power, it’s done for. People often think of pop — as opposed to punk, rock ‘n’ roll or soul — as being lightweight, but the truth is, because it’s perceived as being not much more than fluff, it can actually be more subversive than other kinds of music. The songs on a recent CD by the Hong Kong pop star Fay Wang all sound completely Westernized, but when you hear the English words “summer of love” pop out in the midst of one number, you realize that even the most docile-sounding pop song can embody secret messages, that the song itself, regardless of the language it’s sung in, is often communicating with its listeners in a kind of code. (Imagine what a reference to 1967′s drug-drenched summer means in the context of a country that’s about to be handed back to the world’s No. 1 human rights violator.) It’s hard to believe a group like Spice Girls could ever grasp the delicacy of that code. You get the feeling that, given the chance, they’d turn all the secret love letters of pop over to the authorities without blinking an eyelash.

Sometimes even the artists we love have political views or personal beliefs that are at odds with our own: Picasso was a misogynist, T.S. Eliot was an anti-Semite. Then again, Spice Girls aren’t Picasso. And whether it’s completely rational or not, there are times when an artist’s views can’t help but color your opinion of his or her work. When I first heard “Spice,” it sounded merely like a bunch of dippy pop tunes — it wasn’t much different from The Partridge Family or any of the other Tiger Beat treacle some of us were force-fed in the early ’70s.

But now that I know Spice Girls’ dirty little secret, “Spice” sounds different to me. When I first heard the soupy ballad “Mama” (“Every little thing you said and did was right for me … Mama I love you”), I rolled my eyes. Now I hear it as an admonition that we’d better always listen to our authority figures, because whether we think so or not, they’re always right. It’s an ugly manifestation of the “traditional” values that fuel the fire of the right, in this country and in Britain, and it conjures my own private, hellish vision of Margaret Thatcher’s grinning maw dripping with blood. “Spice” may be music tailor-made for teenagers, but it sure doesn’t smell like teen spirit. It smells like something else entirely.

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Stephanie Zacharek is a senior writer for Salon Arts & Entertainment.

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