Category Archives: audio


I was going to record a series of posts on how to watch American football and understand what’s going on. Though I’m not sure about a lot of things, like the defenseless receiver rule. . . I mean, how do you defend in the end zone then? But I do know something about the game, and a lot of people do not. So I thought it’d be a good idea. Here was my attempt at starting to explaining what “1st and 10” means.

My next attempt was not much good either. In fact, I may have lost yards here.

We’ll have to work on that. I just thought it was slightly ridiculous that I was going to explain NFL play to anyone.

Merry Christmas

I had hoped to record an okay version of this before the holidays, but never got around to it. Here’s a recording of me trying to figure out an arrangement. Clatter of the plastic keys and all. Maybe one day it’ll be a real piano, in a place all my own. ;)

I’m not so sure these days. . .

I suppose the song says it best. Maybe only in my dreams.


Wishing you a merry Christmas.

How to play guitar. Sort of. Counting Stars.

Just something I do to keep sane while trying to get acting work. But I figure I’ll share my path as I go along.

Intro for now. No capo.

Lately I been,

I been losing sleep

Dreaming about the things that

we could be

But baby, I been,

I been prayin’ hard

Said no more counting dollars

We’ll be counting


Yeah, we’ll be counting


This is how it sounds. It’s a bit out of my range. . . I’m not sure why I didn’t just go up an octave in hindsight. . .

If you’re a girl, you might feel more comfortable with the following chords, Am, C, Dm, F. Am, C, Dm, F, Am. Which is what I figured them out as originally. I guess I wanted to be “pure” and use the original key.

The rest of the song. . . I’m thinking. . . I think it uses these four chords throughout most of it. . . I’ll check later but getting ready to leave for the holidays.

And here’s the original original.

And buy the song if you like it ;)

Counting Stars – Native (Deluxe Version) (iTunes)

Counting Stars – Native (Deluxe Version) (iTunes Europe & S. America)

cordes • 吉他谱

Practice makes better theoretically

I do my language learning on my own. And it feels very ineffective. Would be much easier if I knew someone who spoke the languages and spent actual time with them.

But I try to translate something every day at least. For example,

And then I’ll read it out loud in the original language.

Original article, Le patron de la NSA gardera la charge de la défense du cyberespace

Oh. My reading isn’t always so political. I read a weibo microblog for my Mandarin practice.


Mm. The French one has spots of overemphasis. But I’m not redoing it.

Acting. Mockingbird.

I feel I should talk a little more about acting.


I really like the voice matching auditions. They are far and few between. I got six this year. And that’s a bumper crop. For people who think this is easy money, I tend to not think very highly of their intellectual abilities. While it is generally accepted as “easy” money if you’re a regular in an ADR group, I am not. My specialty, if you can call it that, is matching very specific aspects of a voice, not just bulk filling-in-the-blank stuff.


All very different. And you have to be fairly adept at this sort of thing if this is your thing, because there’s no point in keeping someone around who can only do say one person. If you’re a celebrity or know someone, of course, that’s different. I like where I’m at in my career sometimes because I have to be a good actress, I have to keep working on certain skills. Can’t coast on being myself.

Jobs would be great, but there are a lot of factors outside anyone’s control. Why someone does or doesn’t get cast is a whole other subject.

But sometimes I get an audition and think, geez, this really is outside my pocket. But I’ll try. With my agency’s name in mind. Sometimes that’s good. Because if I’m ever scared it forces me to step up. There’s a certain standard expected. And—and this goes to show how little I have outside of it at the moment—it’s comforting. It should freak me out more maybe, and I suppose getting dropped is any actor’s fear, but I’ve been there so long, it’s home to me.

These auditions are usually last minute. Sometimes the actress is not available, or might not be available. Or it’s such a small thing, a few words, or for non-theatrical purposes, i.e. TV.

Usually, there’s a sample. Usually very short. (I didn’t book this, but it’s a fairly innocuous example, already released.)

I read what they want, whether it’s a change in tone, words, whatever. Then do a take or two. Only the first one here. The others might be better, but I’m not sure I want to put out my whole MO. . .


Then send it out unless I’m recording it at the agency or at the actual studio.

So. That’s one aspect of being an actress.

To be free

Green Finch and Linnet Bird

I never record these right. I did the vocals acapella which is why it’s sung a half step higher than it should—and wild (no playback) so it’s a wonder the notes were close in length. Then I record the keyboard part. The keyboard should be recorded first or concurrent. To establish pitch and all.

While not always executed so perfectly I find it relatively easy to sing counterpoint wild without any melody as a guide or distraction. Obviously I hear the melody in my head. Are most people able to sing harmony easily? It took me a while to even try.

I’ve always liked this song. As an acting piece it’s great material. Would be nice to have the voice to sing it properly. I would inflict much more of it if I thought I could.

But maybe if I record it with piano first. . .

Through it all

Amazing Grace

Well. If any song can be forgiving of wandering pitch, this be it. This was a practice take, figuring out chords still, but my arm hurts too much to keep going.

You know, the reason I said missing out on the guitar bothered me, is because my most constant companion these days would be my guitar (at home; camera when I’m out) and now that playing it hurts more than I can ignore, that makes me unhappy. I would like to get a decent sounding guitar, but money is completely an issue.

Love my Epiphone. I know Martins and Taylors are more hip (then there are the super expensive makers out of the general public range), but for sentimental reasons, I would really like to try to get a smaller Gibson or Epiphone.

Don’t shoot the guitar player

A dirty demo.

Recorded using just my phone.

Hm. Well. Should have tuned the guitar a little more carefully.

I had transcribed a while ago and it was the closest song I knew how to play that would fit the specification. Pretty close tab, I think. Especially considering I don’t know how to play guitar.


by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.