Stockpheus

Today marked day 1 of my journey into the world of voice acting. Stocker came over to the house and did an hour and change worth of lesson with me. Prior to his arrival to my abode, I was watching videos on CollegeHumor.com; it's such a wicked site (how the fuck do you not know about these guys?)



Later, Stocker joined me in my bedroom where I had my laptop and shit setup, then he began with his nerve-wrecking monologue that reduced my wide-eyed confidence to nil (I think my balls might have shrunk a bit too). Within his little spiel, he'd established that if I don't have what it takes, he won't give me the time of day in spite of the money. I'd never thought I could be so intimidated by a 5-foot-man with glasses; in my own fucking home no less! It was akin to having a profound discourse with Morpheus but without the pills or the blackness. Meanwhile, I'm like, "WTF, dude? Aren't you supposed to placate my ego by filling my head with false hope??" But, I didn't say that 'cause I still wanted him to teach me. So I swallowed the RED pill with great apprehension and went, "Well! I'm not sure what I can do, so let's find out!" Thus began my voice training with the voice director - Stockpheus.

Let's Put a Smile On That Face

Watched the much-hyped Dark Knight and that movie made me want to nut in my pants in a big bad way. The late Heath Ledger delivered such a twisted and terrifying performance as The Joker that it sent chills down my spine( that dude REALLY got the laugh down pad) so much so, that after the movie I wanted to run out into the parking lot and cause a little mischief of my own. I'm sure Caitlin and her friends won't enjoy that very much. Still, it was a blast hanging out with these clever people.

I saw a clip on YouTube today, where a few peeps were interviewed about their satisfactory feedback to the film. This one dude said something to the effect of, "Yeah! Heath Ledger died for the role...blah..blah..blah!Great movie!!" , then I got a little annoyed, bordering on cussing at the screen. Some people actually believe in that publicity crap when they say, "Ledger was so committed to the role that he couldn't shake it off months after the movie was wrapped, and it ultimately led to his death." Fine. Now if that's really true, if Ledger really did die for the role of the Joker, wouldn't it also be true for him to turn gay after doing Ennis (actually, he probably did Jack Twist...in the butt) in Brokeback Mountain? Maybe the studio was only trying to cover up something more insidious, like Heath digs tranny hookers deeply, and put a more positive spin on things, but we'll never know. What I DO know is I want to dress up as the JOKER at some point!!

July 16th 2008

Like Luke Skywalker before me, I too, had set out to seek a master. Thankfully the search didn't take very long; I shot an email over to the very same voice director that taught Liz - John, requesting for some one-on-one time(C'mon! Grow the fuck up!). Although, initially I was gonna shell out 4 bills for the 4-week voice over workshops with Voiceworx, but I'm like, "y'know what? Fuck the middleman! if I'm determined to take private lessons from John anyway, why not cut the foreplay and go straight for the main course?" Sounds reasonable for a dude. In the end, I'm glad I sent that email, because John just hit me back with a reply to schedule for a first meeting.
Wish me Luck!

Had an eyeful of lesbian porn and thoroughly befuddled by a split-screen sequence....what will they think of next?

Good News, Everyone!

Got the 500GB bitch formatted on my Mac (elsewhere, Oli must be soiling his boney-self from cackling so hard...), and had been feverishly plugging her between two computers.

Also, Liz and I chatted briefly on MSN, in which she made with a copy of her demo tape. Upon listening to the first 15 seconds, I was blown away! Her performance supplemented by the background music made her voice sound strangely unfamiliar. My initial impression was like "This can't be the same chick who phones me up and goes 'I'm here in front of Sears! Where are you??' ". The voice in the demo came across very professional and full of energy ; virtually indistinguishable from actual radio spots! I am still very much in awe, and when my time comes (hopefully soon) I want mine to bare a similar tone!!
Once I make it in the biz, I'm gonna tour conventions across the country and the US of A like that shit is FREE, and do Q&As to appease the fans! :P

July 14th 2008

I bought a 500GB external HDD over the weekend and thought it'd be a helluva investment, especially since I'll be doing alot of editing and my Hard drive on the laptop is less than adequate to house all my footage. In addition, it doesn't support firewire. With that said, my post-production process has just gotten more complicated, because I'd have to dump all my footage on the Mac, process the videos, upload them to the external HDD, then grab necessary snippets as I edit on the fly.

In order to achieve this sort of inter-computer harmony like Ebony and Ivory, I must first format the fucker to "FAT32" - a universal format that's accepted on both Pc and Mac. Long story short, I'm researching a method to format this bitch so I could start dumping my digital unmentionables in said HDD.

Saw the MAX PAYNE trailer the other day, Marky Mark looked great in it, just feeling apprehensive on why there were winged demons in the trailer. Also Megs from the Family Guy, for those who don't know, her real name it's Mila Kunis and she will be playing the femme fatal - Mona in the flick.

peep this shit right here.

July 10th 2008

I just met two amazing women at the Chapters near my house. When I ran into the real estate chick in the Well-being isle, I wasn't expecting anything beyond the usual social courtesy chatter. "Hi! How are you?" shit like that. Totally, not the case with this broad. This jovial milf, clad in a low-cut top, and I were waxing spiritual for over 30 minutes covering various topics include methods to a more fulfilling life and other relevant supplementary materials. Later, when I checked out with my book, I had another thought-provoking conversation, this time, with the cashier -Grace. When I walked out the store my mind was blown (wish something else got blown too). Christ! I gotta hang out in Chapters more often!!

My directorial debut at the film club, tentatively called "Have to Laugh", has officially wrapped after last night's re-shoot. With this bitch in the can (plus a midnight ride to the west end of Bloor st. to pick up the other DV tape) I can move to the post-production phase of the project and get my EDITING on!!

The prodigal web-head returnth

You never realize how much you miss something until it is gone. That sentiment rang loud and true about a week ago, when my internet suddenly blinked out of existence and I found myself undergoing a long and grueling week of detox. Like most addicts, I enjoy surfing the web aimlessly, looking up useful/less information to quench my thirst for worldly knowledge(and frequent multiple porn sites), but when the plug was pulled I felt so lost. However, the best way to get over an addiction is to replace it with another lesser addiction. To be honest, I thought this axiom was the biggest load of crap at first! For instance, if I were to get hooked on pussy, I'm not about to give that addiction up for anything (maybe Anal)! So tentatively, I started playing with my PS3, and worked my way to watching season 1 of 'LOST' on my laptop. It's a great fucking show, but that's got nothing to do with my web-lessness...

On July 2nd, I managed to deduce the source of my throe, and figured out it was the router at fault. Granted, I've been using that fucker since 2002, so it was high time I put her to sleep.
I shot over to Future Shop, picked up a D-link N and the rest,as they say, is history.

This ain't exactly the show but I dig the cute flash animation and tunes.