Being an announcer at a live awards show in Los Angeles is not really high on my list of desirable gigs. It’s not because my ego has gotten out of hand (I hope). It’s just that you’re not always seen as a voice over artist (slash Film & TV actor) at these events. You’re on the crew. You’re “working” the show.
The mission is simple: star in a masterpiece. As an actor, I receive film scripts every day. I have my assistant read them to see if it’s something artistic enough to merit consideration. Once found, I dive into the role and spend months researching the various aspects of the character. Then, I’m off to an exotic locale to spend three months shooting what will ultimately be a meaningful film – a classic – a work of art…
Yesterday, I had my picture taken with 100 or so strangers. My second time. What the hell does that have to do with being an actor in Los Angeles, you ask? (And dude, why the attitude?) Well, that will require some back story. But hang in there, it’ll make sense.
Sometimes there are voice over gigs that double for therapy. I’d have to say my gigs with MediaMatters.org fall into this category. It allows me to funnel my cable news apoplexy into my craft, diffusing any “postal” moments I might have when in a political debate with tea-baggers (the fake kind, not some of my fun, kinky friends in West Hollywood).
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