Monthly Archives: September 2009

The Future of Real Estate: Announcing MaxAvenue®

I have my moments of raving fandom. Presently, my latest blog-crush are the folks at 1000 Watt Consulting. How can you not get fired up when under the category of “Hire 1000 Watt Consulting”, they have this Topic:

Building a killer brokerage from scratch: A half-day workshop

Imagine the real estate industry has been nuked. Nothing left. The old guard, gone. Along with the tired policies and politics that hamstrung advancement. Imagine building a brand new real estate brokerage from scratch. Where do you start? What does it look like? What is your business model? What is your proposition to the consumer? What would your Website look like? In this interactive and collaborative session, 1000Watt Consulting will place you in the driver’s seat along with your peers and let you dream up a killer brokerage of the future. Come, shed your Realtor hat. Sharpen your pencil. And get ready change the world.

Let’s unpack THAT for a second.

  • Where do you start?
  • What does it look like?
  • What is your business model?
  • What is your proposition to the customer?
  • What would your website look like?

How many successful real estate brokerages can succinctly answer two of those questions? How many individual brokers could answer one of those questions? A newbie who successfully tackles three of the above has achieved branding, relevance and market differentiation worth hiring over 90% of the entire industry. Do all five and you are the professional of professionals. Yet the relentless chatter and all-things-to-all-people, SEO language of the real estate agent world all rings the same (search all homes in Briargate, Peregrine, Broadmoor, Fort Carson and Powers, all keyworded into the generic vanilla sky…).  This emblematic of a bored and tired profession that has disassociated with the client base it was originally designed to serve.

Don’t hear me wrong about the real estate industry. It is powerful that the largest trade group in the United States also was the first to adopt a code of Ethics. The fact that there is a Code of Ethics is a singular achievement in the advancement of business that The National Association of REALTORS can leverage as a reason for relevance for another couple of decades.

The problem exists in the membership. The mechanism of brokerage and the business propositions of individual agent brands are just so many clouds in the plain vanilla sky.

Guilty as charged.

My transition has begun in making the subjective, objective.

The invisible, visible.

The deep smarts, measurable.

The layers of knowledge, accessible.

Thank you for saving my career, Harold Ware.

In early August, 2009 I took the plunge and became the first (and to date, only) MaxAvenue® member in the Colorado Springs MLS. I have paid to join a tribe of revolutionaries. Consumers… you are the beneficiaries.

MaxAvenue® is a co-brand business management solution for REALTORS that helps sellers get 5 to 15% more for their home, and offers buyers a proven system for finding the perfect home at the right price. It is a process-oriented membership of agents nationwide that are setting out to revolutionize the real estate industry… by empowering the consumer.Yes, you heard me: REALTORS with a stated goal of empowering the consumer.
Example: Do you know how to make the Principle of Price Elasticity work to your benefit as a seller? How about as a buyer?  That a professional stager can improve your negotiating position, and that a presale home inspection is a part of any high-value seller’s best negotiation position?

For the last two years I have “experimented” with home-staging, pre-list home inspections and ROI graphs to show the value of improvements. My deployment of these methods has been inconsistent and at best, tactical. The evolution of this business requires a strategic, purposeful utilization of these tools in a way that is customized to the specific consumer needs and goals. The huge advantage MaxAvenue® gives me is the organizing principle of  strategy and process that helps me align and realize the consumer’s goal: selling their home for maximum value; or finding the perfect home at a great price. How we get there is customized. Some of the tools stay in the bag and others are leaned on heavily, depending on the mission. But rather than a reactionary, tactical skillset, I know have an understandable, proactive strategic mindset that will directly benefit buyers and sellers alike.
Example of MaxAvenue® thinking at work to benefit a consumer: I just mentioned the “principle of price elasticity”… this states that in every market, there is a 5 to 15% variance in price for a single product. Quite simply, a 3500 square foot home in Orchard Park in Briargate will sell around $400,000. Some will sell at $418,000. Some at $370,000. That’s a 13% variance. Where would you prefer to sell? What could you do with an extra $48,000? Thoughtful marketing can position a property to take advantage of the demand at the top of a product’s value curve.

Absence of thoughtful marketing will allow a property to sell at the bottom of the curve. I showed properties yesterday over $1 million. One listing company never called the Broadmoor Resort to schedule the showing. They showed up and turned on the lights and opened it up just fine… they just forgot to tell the merciless guards at the gate someone was coming to see it and to please allow entrance. Process failure. Another property was amazing, in a superb location, 1960′s Hollywood architecture with beamed ceilings, walls of glass, flagstone interior flooring, huge rooms, views of the Broadmoor… but the carpet in the basement smelled like dog pee and despite the obvious deposit of hundreds of thousands of dollars into the home, there were obvious oversights that made my buyer question the million dollar plus price tag. ROI-absence. A third was a huge home priced well and was the only one that my buyer thought was over-priced. The reason? Cheesy vacation home furniture, the stuff you don’t mind lounging on after your golf vacation with friends at The Broadmoor, but not the kind of stuff that showcases a $900,000 property in a market where everyone is tight with their cash. Failure to Stage.

All three examples that due to price elasticity, will end up costing these sellers $100,000+. All three. Guaranteed.

Without a process, you can’t even get a showing. The Broadmoor Resort is a super-exclusive area and a REALTOR card is not sufficient for admission. Build in that area or take a listing in that area and the guards are your friends or your enemies. Reconciling the obstacles to sale is paramount in any process.

A seven-digit price tag, even above the Broadmoor Hotel where the bells chime in lovely tones as you exit the car for the home viewing, demands a perfect property. I will still say that this is one of the coolest homes I’ve ever been in. But anyone buying at that price tag is looking at lots of cool homes. There are 218 of them for sale right now in our MLS alone. Year to date, 16 have sold. That’s a ten year supply of million dollar homes. How do you make something as subjective as “cool” objective? Property condition perfection.

The third property has the handle of a great builder and a great area. But people buy with an eye to their future, not a nostalgia for 1997. Removing the dated furniture and staging it with modern furnishings alone would offset the brass and Corian. Replacing all the brass and the Corian is a 5:1 value. If this home does sell, it seems likely that the furniture and overly-brassy fixtures are costing them in excess of $120,000.

There is nothing wrong with the agents listing these homes. All three are great folks who do a super job negotiating. Their websites are super, the advertising is top notch, they communicate effectively. The problem is that the future has arrived and the industry has not kept speed. Listing a property is a traditional method of promoting a property. It is non-traditional to market a property. Marketing invests in the product and makes the product better. An Accredited Staging Professional averages a 7.2% higher price for their home than a non-staged home. One service, properly deployed, results in a $60,000 to $80,000 price swing in this ballpark. It probably also reduces the holding costs from, oh, I dunno, 4 years of mortgage payments, to four months. Now leverage staging with a pre-sale home inspection, with a budgeted ROI forecast, with a transparent broker marketing budget, and you see why listings in any market can sell not just faster, but for much higher dollars. The reason is that the sellers are put in the best negotiating position possible. Buyers are afraid such a choice property is going to be bought by someone else.

The reason buyers are so wishy-washy in a market like this has to do partially with the economy, but more with the fact that they can afford to be wishy-washy. Buyers have three concerns: Paying Too Much for a home; That Something is Wrong with it; That Someone Else might get the property first. If they don’t believe that someone else might get the property first… there is zero motivation to action. In other words, buyers are not seeing properties that they find sufficiently appealing. They see a lot of homes that they like… nothing prompts them to love.

The transparency of the web and the expectation of customized customer service starts at Starbucks, and is extended to the trash company that calls with a reminder of the one-day late pick-up due to Labor Day (my $20 a month trash company Waste Connections just did that. Incredibly good customer service). It is rarely found in the (keyword) marketing of real estate.

Echoing Marc Davidson…

What would a real estate company look like with a business plan designed around a consumer-centric business proposition? Would you use a real estate website that gave you advantages in an open and free marketplace? If the business was not focused on selling and technique, but instead marketing, deep smarts and long-term client care, would you share that with someone else?

MaxAvenue® embraces process. Promises don’t sell homes; Process sells homes. This has nothing to do with a glossy in Homes Illustrated or a bus bench on Nevada. It has everything to do with putting a consumer in the maximum position of strength before they begin any negotiations.

Updated, Remodelled, Charming… and $8000 Eligible. 307 N. 22nd Street

Vintage elegance meets peace of mind at 307 N. 22nd Street in Old Colorado City.

For the buyer who appreciates no problems, peace of mind and recent improvements, consider…
New roof, new stainless appliances, new granite counters, just-refinished hardwood floors, new professionally-finished basement with bedroom and bathroom (even code compliant window wells), new water heater, new fence, new sewer line; modern foundation (1989), and updated electrical, and plumbing. That’s a healthy list anywhere in town, but especially in Old Colorado City, and almost unheard of at $209,000.

307 N 22nd Exterior

307 N 22nd Exterior

There is a spacious charm to the home as well. This 1944 stucco rancher features 1673 square feet with 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, a main level laundry/mudroom, and an attached one-car garage. The main level boasts a remodeled kitchen with granite counters and stainless appliances (yes, there is even a dishwasher!), a formal dining room with classic built-ins, a cozy living room with reading nook, and two bedrooms (one with period built-in closet). Newly-refinished hardwood floors (September, 2009), arched doorways, and antique light fixtures complete the charm. With fantastic natural light streaming in from the prominent southern exposure, there are well defined spaces but also ample room to stretch out.

Downstairs, a 2009 remodel has added a whole new dimension to livability by adding a professionally-finished master suite and 3/4 bath. This area could easily be utilized as a family room or office. The basement has many unique characteristics. First, it is not a stone foundation, but a raised-poured concrete foundation, part of the Old Colorado City restoration project in 1989. Done to modern specifications, it has allowed for ample headroom, as opposed to the usual duck and stoop basement so commonly found in either downtown or Old Colorado City. With a generous storage room hosting the updated mechanicals, it offers everything a homeowner could want in a basement… bedroom or gathering space, 3/4 bath, storage, and the feeling of livable space.

Worried about storage? Ample closets, classic built-ins, a sizable 3-entry laundry room/mudroom (complete with washer and dryer), a generous storage room, and an attached one-car garage provide more than enough space. There is even a fenced dog area for Fido.

Top it all off with the location. Nestled in quaint OCC, you can walk to the cafes and farmers market, or bike to nearby Garden of the Gods
View Larger Mapand Red Rock Canyon. Or, just stay home and enjoy the Pikes Peak views from the large fenced back yard or private bistro-style patio.

With all the major improvements, this vintage home provides charm AND total peace of mind. Add that to the fundamental value of location-location-location and this is the best value in Old Colorado City. For First-Time Buyers, the list price on this home is well under the $8000 tax credit. With rates presently dropping to just over 5.00% for FHA loans…. your buying power could not be better!

9/11 in Colorado

A memory…

I used to meet a good friend on Tuesday mornings for coffee and bagels at the Einsteins in Briargate. 9/11 was a Tuesday morning, and just before 7 a.m. I was driving down Fillmore getting close to I-25 listening alternately to NPR in the Springs and KOA in Denver. The Broncos had just opened their season the nigh before on Monday night football, and with it, the new, audacious Bowlen Bowl, Invesco Field at Mile High. The local world was still humming about how dare they rename Mile High something so corporate as “Invesco Field” at Mile High. The Broncos won that night, beating a good Giants team, but lost Ed McCafferty to a horrible broken leg. It was actually the last play of beloved Eddie Mac’s career. KOA was the place to be that morning to make sense of our world.

In Colorado, The Duke of Denver, John Elway is treated like royalty. I’ve heard people say that the media only wants royalty in America, not the general public, but throughout Colorado, John owns the state. He is royalty, and no one dares dispute that fact. He is quite simply, the most popular member in modern Colorado history. And KOA had John booked to comment on the Bronco game at 7:03. I turned to NPR at the top of the hour to hear the news with the plan to toggle back to KOA to hear John. At 7:01, I heard Carl Castle announce that a plane had hit one of the two towers of the World Trade Center in New York City. It was clear that Carl either had no clue as to the severity of what was happening, or NPR was just being extremely cautious in how they reported the utterly surreal events that were unfolding on live nationally televised morning shows across the country. I still remember thinking that it was a Cessna or something that had glanced off one of the buildings creating some morning rush hour spectacle. It wasn’t clear at all that it was a 767 that had blazed a cavern into Tower One, that a classmate from my high school was on the 50th floor of Tower Two and considering a descent down at that moment, that three more planes were still to fall from the morning sky.

As NPR continued to read other news that the sands of time have undoubtedly forgotten, I anxiously flipped over to KOA knowing something was not right, but hey, John was on in 30 seconds. Alan Roach introduced the segment and asked John what he thought about “last night’s game”, and especially the loss of Eddie Mac in the first half. I remember John saying something like, “boy Alan, it’s always so hard to lose a guy of that caliber” and that’s about when the second plane hit tower two. Before John could complete his sentence, Alan cut him off and said, “John, I’m very sorry, there is a really tragic story developing in New York City right now and we need to cut away immediately” and that was the end of the Bronco coverage.

It’s such a strange, local memory, but I knew then that all was not right in the world, because Alan Roach had just cut off The Duke.

I remember going to see the Broncos fly home from Cleveland after “The Drive” in January 1987. There were thousands of people at Stapleton Airport in 15 degree weather going nuts. The Broncos had not won the Super Bowl, they merely earned the right to the game (where they were pummeled by the same Giants) and it seemed like anyone who was anyone was out in the freezing temps to cheer home the mighty victors. I remember John waving to the fans coming down the jetway and Vance Johnson and Mark Jackson pumping their fists. My father still works in the Denver media and he always hated covering “Bronco News” because it was just the former and not the latter. The Edward R. Murrow in him despised crowds of bleeding orange and blue and smelling like stale Coors.

I was supposed to fly into Logan in Boston the Sunday after 9/11 for a vacation to Cape Cod. My folks were already out there. By the time I got to the office, the morgue-like silence had everyone huddled around portable TV’s, hitting refresh on the web browers, the front desk switchboard eerily silent. I kept trying to reach my folks at the phone number where they were staying in Massachusetts and they wouldn’t answer. I just wanted to chat. I finally reached them around noon eastern, and they had enjoyed a delightful fall morning on the Cape Cod beaches, and had no idea why no one else was out. It was weird breaking the news to them, my father the veteran newscaster, my mother, the German immigrant, my parents who had just flown into the airport where the hijackers boarded, my folks, a few miles away from Otis Air Force Base where the F-16′s were scrambled too late.

The thing I will probably never forget about 9/11 was how it quieted the world for a week or two that I may never see again. It forced a terrifying introspection on so many people. Amy and I obviously did not make that trip the next weekend to Massachusetts as air travel was suspended and Logan was the last airport to reopen. We instead went to Steamboat for a week and the place was a ghost town. I don’t think I had a real estate call the entire week. My colleagues who covered my business that week not only had nothing to do, they did not get a showing on any of their listings that week. The collective shock slowed things down to a complete crawl.

What is weird today is how much less introspective things actually are. The chatter about “nothing will ever be the same” was not only untrue, it seems that civilization has become even less connected and less introspective than before.

I’m totally annoyed that AT&T has lousy 3G coverage and my iPhone drops calls. The Denver Post had an article on it today.

I have 368 friends now that I did not have on 9/11 thanks to Facebook. And close to 400 some Tweeps on Twitter. I get leads and business referrals via these powerful media, but I now know more about my friends political persuasions than I do about their hearts.

Compare our present day “connectivity” to this: David Sedaris, the satirist, had a moving, tear-filled tribute to 9/11 the week after it all unfolded on This American Life. It was the retelling of an agnostic homosexual American ex-patriate in France attending a gigantic, impromptu memorial service at Notre Dame for the victims that Tuesday night, and if memory serves me, his agonizing personal movement to prayer and reflection amidst great emotional pain. This hysterical writer became a lens for a citizenry, a disaffected population group living abroad, individuals commonly know for thumbing their nose at American conservatism and habits, but at the same time, a population that was felled by tears, anger and remorse in the City of Light. Remember how we banned French Fries the following year? The French wept for someone other than the French that night. The disaffected American Citizenry abroad entered their beds haunted and afraid just as we listened to the drone of midnight fighter jets patrolling the skies.

I realize this is all very stream of consciousness, but that’s how I remember 9/11. The violent images broadcast in real time still resonate, and I distinctly remember NPR playing on my office radio that morning, doing a cell phone interview with NYC apartment dwellers two blocks from Tower One when it collapsed and the screams of the people on the air and the rush of the building imploding in the background. Their building stood, but they were in the full force of the debris wash. To my memory, the less visual recollection of their anonymous voices is so much more powerful than the constant replay of explosions.

What really sticks in me was the collective connection of sadness and loss that I doubt I will ever experience again. I have no language for communicating that to my children, the youngest of which just started pre-school this morning. There are violent historical records to point to that say “that was 9/11″, but I’m not sure that was 9/11. That is not intended to be the doubt of a conspiracy theorist; rather, 9/11 was so much more jarring emotionally, partly on the personal terror level, but also on a very different level, the global intimacy of shared pain and loss. No one would dare say that they wish 9/11 would happen again… but sometimes, I wish for the perspective and brotherhood that we all seemed to share for the few days afterward.