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mcm
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PostPosted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 11:00 am    Post subject: What other people think of us Reply with quote

Let me start by saying I love this new log-in requirement. Now I know that I can just hit the Post or Reply button and I get the log-in screen instead of having to click on Log-In and then hit Post or Reply. Saves me several precious seconds, which I can use for posting trivia.

I had the good fortune to be able to work with one of the people on this board on a radio ad this week, and was so pleased with the result that I sent it to some friends, including one who is a paper-pushing university administrator. He wrote:

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This is so absolutely fascinating. A world of VO talent. Did you meet [name of other talent] or was this all cyber action? If there is a VO convention does anyone show up or phone it in?

I think I'll write a memo about this.
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PostPosted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 6:09 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

That's the cool thing about this business. One of my clients was saying the same thing.

"...and none of us have ever laid eyes on the guy. You gotta love technology. It was so funny, today the client asked me who is this guy?"
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Philip Banks
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PostPosted: Sat Oct 08, 2005 5:38 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

While working at a commercial TV station a few years ago I was stopped by one of the presenters.

"Philip, you're in the newpaper" said Polly

"Oh right" I nodded politely. Grinning she handed me a copy of a newspaper. Twice a week this paper published a syndicated column called "Ashleigh Down the adventures of a single mum". As I wasn't named in the article it could've been anyone so I telephoned the editor.

"Actually she's a journalist based here and it's definitlely you!" What follows is the article, one of a few to include me. The closest I'll ever get to fame.

Ashleigh has a crush

I HAVE a crush. Yes, I’ve decided to treat myself to a new fantasy for the new year. I am truly, madly, deeply, utterly besotted with the man who does the voice links between programmes on ITV.
Of course I’ve never seen him, and I wouldn’t know his name, but he has a really lovely voice, the sort of voice you wouldn’t mind at all waking you up with a cup of tea in the morning, even if it was a freezing cold, wet, January Monday morning.
Also, he has a great sense of humour and I feel that he knows me.
This is not just my imagination, I have proof. The other evening, we were watching Police, Camera, Action (not that it’s my sort of thing of course, but Jamie will insist) and at the end there was a loose dog on the motorway and Voice Link Man said: “And I bet you’re out there watching this and saying: ‘Oh, bless!’” And that was EXACTLY what I had just said. So he and I must have some sort of psychic connection.
I was telling Judy about my theory at work the other day. We were discounting all the millennium stuff that hasn’t sold, though who would want to buy a Chuckle 2000 Snowman which giggles when its tummy is pressed, says: “Happy New Millennium” and then vibrates like a washing machine on full spin is beyond me. Especially when they still cost £7.99.
It’s not like they can sell them next year or anything, is it? They’d have to put them into storage for the next 1,000 years before they’d be any use at all. And by that time I bet the batteries would have gone flat.
Anyway, Judy was rather dismissive of my fantasy of Voice Link Man, saying: “And here’s Coronation Street. But just before it starts, I’d like to ask my psychic soulmate Ashleigh Down of Bristol if she’d like to ...”
“For God’s sake Ashleigh, don’t be so juvenile. You only like the sound of him because you can’t see him and don’t know him,” she said. “How much is the Millennium Glitter Make-up?”
“Three ninety-nine,” I said. She was probably right. But that’s the whole point of fantasies, isn’t it? Not to have the disappointments of real life. If our dreams came true, then there would be no need to invent fantasies. I said as much.
“It still sounds like a schoolgirl crush on someone unattainable, like Robbie Williams,” she said.
I wondered idly if Voice Link Man looked anything like Robbie Williams. I wouldn’t mind an older, more mature version of Robbie Williams. Personally, I’m not keen on younger men. They tend to smell of cheap aftershave and hormones.
“You’re only doing this,” said Judy, “as a means of escapism. What’s going wrong in your life that you have to start imagining romantic liaisons with a voice off the telly? I mean, how sad is that?”
At this point I went into a sulk. There really was no need for her to be quite so rude.
To make Judy feel sorry for having been so mean to me, I declined her offer of going to Mountstevens for a pastie at lunch time, opting instead to go to the estate agents to get somebody round to value our house as a first step towards selling it. I have to sell it so that we can move so that Mrs Andrews next door won’t press charges about me breaking and entering her house. A somewhat drastic measure, but a necessary one.
I felt a bit embarrassed going into the estate agents, never having done this sort of thing before, but barely was my foot over the threshhold than a perfumed gentleman in a blue suit was upon me, asking what he could do me for, ho ho ho. I told him I wanted a valuation and he said: “No problemo. What time would suit madam?”
“Oh you can’t do it today,” I said. Blimey, I’d been planning on painting the lounge, giving the garden a good going over and moving the furniture to hide the stains on the carpets before the house was valued.
“Tomorrow then?” I shook my head.
Maybe sometime next week? Maybe. I’d have to let him know. He pencilled me into his diary for Monday. I made a mental pencil note to remember to cancel the appointment on Saturday. He really was very keen. I hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed when he saw my house. Its reality doubtless wouldn’t live up to his fantasy.




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PostPosted: Sat Oct 08, 2005 2:28 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

...talking of ITV...are you currently voicing the promo for 'The Village' on ITV 1, Philip? It certainly sounds like you!

If it isn't, it certainly deserves to be you ;oP

Mike

[Stage whisper to board members: It's a syrupy voiced charmer that is doing the V/O, just to fill you in!]
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Philip Banks
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PostPosted: Sat Oct 08, 2005 2:53 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Midimuso wrote:
[Stage whisper to board members: It's a syrupy voiced charmer that is doing the V/O, just to fill you in!]


I was going for the pompous gobsh*te read! Another failure to put on my CV.

For our non-UK friends, ITV is a bit like The Weiser Idaho public access cable channel at 2am on a Tuesday.
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PostPosted: Sat Oct 08, 2005 3:09 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

>>I was going for the pompous gobsh*te read! Another failure to put on my CV.

Hey, that's my territory....I specialise in utter pompous tw*t reads though, I admit
* Use any vowel you so desire.

>>For our non-UK friends, ITV is a bit like The Weiser Idaho public access cable channel at 2am on a Tuesday.

...and undoubtedly WIP probably has better programs on schedule. I ask you 'Ant & Dec's Gameshow Marathon'?

It's akin to having your eyes popped out with white-hot teaspoons covered in salt and with drawing-pins roughly nailed to them.

Then imagine that an incontinent baboon has mistaken your head for a deckchair.

Still, they pay good English shekels suitable for acquiring gerbils for milking!

Mike
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