Not for anything in particular.
A break from working on monologues and Broadway type audition songs.
Right. I know the chord should sound something like this:
But that wasn’t going to happen for a whole song while figuring out the proper pitches. And in French.
Yeah, the server is slow as sin today.
Oh, whoops, I had it on debugging. Let’s see if that helps. Probably not. Probably the server.
As annoying and frustrating as it is to inhabit my particular brain and body at times, I do enjoy my own company when I don’t have to think about others.
I was looking for a form I needed to mail. I was afraid I had shredded it in my recent zeal to declutter. Which doesn’t look like anything but you’ll have to take my word for it. And to keep myself entertained, I started doing an impression, mocking the importance of my quest.
It’s supposed to be the President. I didn’t say it was a good impression, just that I find it a pleasant distraction.
Yay! Ugh, I think. No, bring it down, lady, bring it down. I mean, it is nearly 5am and I’ve got a ton of worries on my mind. . .
Anyway. I debugged what I set out to debug. Not the whole thing mind you, but a few files cleaned up. Might note some differences here and there. Should load a little faster.
So, some less boring stuff—wait, maybe not. Because it’s practice. Usually I just read a little something I like. In this case, poetry.
My voice felt tired and cricky (I don’t know, maybe because you’re stressed out and it was four in the morning and you’ve been out shaking hands and caught a little cough there genius), so I then tried to sing a ditty to test out some of the soprano notes.
Okay. Going to see if there’s something else I can check off my list.
I may break the audio up into different posts later.
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.
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.
Sometimes frustrating not having a sustain pedal.
Hm. Well. I wanted to record something Christmasy before I left. It was very last minute. But hope you’re having a good holiday season.
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 ;)
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.
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.