Email. That’s how Legion began. Actually, that’s how all my voice over auditions and jobs begin these days. (Oh, I feel a random aside coming on…)
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When I was young, I hated being asked my age. I’d respond, “I’m as old as the mountains and as young as the human race…” I should’ve added, “and perpetually full of shit… Namaste.”
Of all the definitions for resolution, I think I like this one best:
…the passing of a musical voice part from a dissonant to a consonant tone or the progression of a chord from dissonance to consonance…
Its that time of year again when people write “It’s that time of year again…” and then follow it up with every concept Madison Avenue subliminally and persistently injected into the reasoning centers of our brains throughout the 20th century. But I’m not an activist “Humbug” freak, either. Peace on Earth? I’m down for that. Good will toward Man? Sure, throw in animals, what the hell. Shop till you drop? That’s when I make plans to run off to an island — literally.
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.
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).
It’s that time of year, my little pumpkins, when the rest of the country dabbles in acting. Though they’re strictly indie producers, working non-union and without a full crew. Hell, they only get a one or two night run without a stage or studio and no distribution or residuals. But they do get lots of candy! (Or lots of alcohol and some nookie for the older ones!)
Keeps the bill collectors away! Sadly, it does not apply to doctors. Thus, I have two things to share; a voice over job and my flu. Luckily, you can’t catch diseases from reading this blog (unlike the Drudge Report), so you just get the fruits of my labor… Oh, fever-induced puns! The best!
… Not to mention several unnamed characters from three huge games coming in the next six months (but due to big lawyers with legalese disease, I must quarantine the actual names).
There are many rewards to be gained from doing voice over. There’s the money. The freedom to audition in your underwear from your home studio. The pseudo-fame that bubbles up to the surface of the cultural cesspool for fifteen minutes… And sometimes, if the voice over Gods smile upon you — enlightenment.
I really don’t know why I choose titles that can be misinterpreted as something about the porno world. I assume it’s an innate talent (or inane one). Regardless, it’s still informative. See, very few, lucky actors can make 100% of their income from theatrical film and television shows. Most of us must diversify into other related areas. But, many of our friends and family don’t find these other areas as sexy to hear about. Ergo:
Today, my blog gets a little naked for Lou Dobbs. Please don’t turn away in disgust.
I was excited to share my day with you… That is, until I was reminded by a director that I was under an NDA – Non Disclosure Agreement - and wasn’t allowed to write about any specifics… Well, that sorta sucks.
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