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Rippers was cool, unique, distinctive, and spoke to young surfers, the kind
                of people I knew and loved. Surfers were people like me, so I could relate.

                Rippers  never  evolved  into  a  brand.  It  was  the  name  of  my  business,  a
                product  line,  and  a  trademark  but  it  never  evolved  into  a  brand.  And
                maybe that’s the point. We didn’t do anything to make it a brand.


                That’s not to say we didn’t market it. My partners and I traveled to surfing
                trade shows, sporting goods shows, and young-apparel shows, selling our
                new  and  unique  Ripper  products.  We  were  doing  our  best  to  get  our
                products  into  stores  all  over  the  world.  The  problem  was  that  we  were
                burning through money faster than money was coming in. It was a tough
                time. It was a test of our character. All we could handle was managing the
                business. Who had time to manage the brand?


                I was so screwed up and was being buried alive by my own incompetence.
                Rippers never had a chance to develop into a brand. It had the makings of
                a great brand name, but a great name without a great company behind the
                brand is nothing.

                Today,  there  are  nylon-and-Velcro  surfer  wallets  for  sale  all  over  the
                world. The product we created was a success, but it failed to grow into a

                brand. So today, it remains a commodity, a global product line without a
                brand leader.

                Saved by the Brand
                The  good  news  is  that  even  though  I  could  not  build  a  brand  out  of
                Rippers, I knew great brands when I saw them. Working to save Rippers, I
                accidentally stumbled into the rock-and-roll industry, a place loaded with

                amazing brands.

                In 1981, the rock band Pink Floyd contacted my Rippers company to see if
                we were interested in becoming a licensee of the Pink Floyd band (or I
                should say, brand). Desperate  for  any business opportunity,  I listened  to
                what  the  band’s  agent  was  telling  me.  He  did  not  know  it,  but  he  was
                saving my business by selling me a brand, the brand of a world-famous
                rock-and-roll band.


                Not familiar with the rock-and-roll industry,  I flew  from  Hawaii  to San
                Francisco to meet with Pink Floyd’s licensing agents. The meeting turned
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