| In the beginning Matt kept getting called Adam and Adam kept getting called Matt. This annoyed them. Matt didn’t want to be associated with a lack of hygiene and Adam didn’t like to be thought of as a short posh Geordie. The Label Madam was born simple to prevent people from having to remember two names and possibly getting them mixed up.
Madam met at The Marketing Store. Matt had managed to get a job having accidentally stumbled on the answer to a brief the agency was working on while interviewing as a suit. Adam had misread his work experience details and with a plane ticket back to Aberdeen booked a week later than planned had asked to stay on until he could get home. In that one accidental week of cross over the Marketing Store noticed they had the makings of a team on their hands and offered Adam a job. Not long after, Madam started to make a name for themselves. Summed up by the time they wrote and choreographed their own song for an all-agency meeting.
Madam have discovered London together and pushed each other to progress as creatives. They know each other inside out, what each other can do. They share the same ambition and use that to drive them. Together they have grown into a great creative team.
Ant and Dec, Vic and Bob, Richard and Judy. They’ve got nothing on Madam. |
The hat I bought to fit in down the farm as a kid I now wear to fit in on the streets of East London.
I’m Matt, an honorary Geordie brought up in Newcastle and adopted by the locals. I studied design in Leeds and while there joined my first marketing team as a Galaxy Radio Ground Crew member. Having played with buttons in a studio pretending to DJ, and with a design degree, I left Leeds to go snowboard, obviously.
After a year in the Alps pulling pints and designing posters for bars I returned to England managing to get myself a gig as a creative having nearly ended up as a suit. Thankfully, The Marketing Store and their creative Director Owen Catto saved me from a life of misery.
I make a point of loving what I do and always aim to be the best. For example, I couldn’t just learn to cross-country ski to impress a Swedish girl. I had to go and do the worlds longest bloody ski race. |