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I am an audio producer in need of a voiceover actress (female adult) who can do a convincing african accent. Specifically, the woman she will be portraying in this autobiographical 4 CD audio program is from Rwanda.
A british accent may work also, but I prefer to find someone who can pull off the suggestion of an african dialect.
Important: This person MUST be a good reader! Able to do a dramatic reading in a convincing and articulate way--and keep it up for at least 4.86 hours.
The audio will be recorded in Chicago, IL or may be done from elsewhere with a phone patch if necessary.
We are a publisher--not a signatory with the union.
Can send an audition CD in the mail or can e-mail an audio file (that can be played on a MAC.)
Thank you!!
Oct 20, 2005 11:02:04 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) Oct 26, 2005 00:00:00 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) No (click here to learn more about
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A british accent may work also, but I prefer to find someone who can pull off the suggestion of an african dialect.
Important: This person MUST be a good reader! Able to do a dramatic reading in a convincing and articulate way--and keep it up for at least 4.86 hours.
The audio will be recorded in Chicago, IL or may be done from elsewhere with a phone patch if necessary.
We are a publisher--not a signatory with the union.
Can send an audition CD in the mail or can e-mail an audio file (that can be played on a MAC.)
Thank you!!
Oct 20, 2005 11:02:04 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) Oct 26, 2005 00:00:00 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) No (click here to learn more about
)
Closed
4
4
0 direct invitation(s) have been sent by the voice seeker resulting in 0 audition(s) and/or proposal(s) so far.
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Promos
English - Australian / NZ AND English - British
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Middle Age Female
• Phone Patch
There are no special pre-, post-, or production requirements for this project.
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I heard the killers call my name.
They were on the other side of the wall, less than an inch of plaster and wood separated us. Their voices were cold, hard, and determined.
She is here, we know she is here somewhere. Find her, find ImmaculČe!
There were many voices, many killers. I could see them in my mind, my former friends and neighbors who had always greeted me with love and kindness, moving through the house carrying spears and machetes, calling my name.
I have killed 399 cockroaches, said one of the killers. ImmaculČe will make 400. It's a good number to kill.
I cowered in the corner of our tiny secret bathroom without moving a muscle. Like the seven other women hiding for their lives with me, I held my breath so the killers wouldn't hear me breathing.
Their voices clawed at my flesh, I felt like I was lying on a bed of burning coals, like Iíd been set on fire. A sweeping wind of pain engulfed my body, a thousand invisible needles ripped into me. I never dreamed fear could cause such agonizing physical pain.
I tried to swallow but my throat closed up, I had no saliva, my mouth was drier than sand.
I closed my eyes and tried to make myself disappear but their voices grew louder. I knew they would have no mercy. My mind echoed with one thought: If they catch me they will kill me. If they catch me they will kill me. If they catch me they will kill me.
How was I to know my ambitions were just a silly girl's dream? I didn't know those weekly roll calls served a sinister purpose: to segregate Tutsi children as part of a master plan of discrimination known as the "ethnic balance." It was a plan pushed by Juvenal Habyarimana, the Hutu president who seized power in the 1973 coup. He proclaimed the government must balance the number of school placements and good civil service jobs to reflect the country's ethnic makeup. I heard the killers call my name.
They were on the other side of the wall, less than an inch of plaster and wood separated us. Their voices were cold, hard, and determined.
She is here, we know she is here somewhere. Find her, find ImmaculČe!
There were many voices, many killers. I could see them in my mind, my former friends and neighbors who had always greeted me with love and kindness, moving through the house carrying spears and machetes, calling my name...........
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They were on the other side of the wall, less than an inch of plaster and wood separated us. Their voices were cold, hard, and determined.
She is here, we know she is here somewhere. Find her, find ImmaculČe!
There were many voices, many killers. I could see them in my mind, my former friends and neighbors who had always greeted me with love and kindness, moving through the house carrying spears and machetes, calling my name.
I have killed 399 cockroaches, said one of the killers. ImmaculČe will make 400. It's a good number to kill.
I cowered in the corner of our tiny secret bathroom without moving a muscle. Like the seven other women hiding for their lives with me, I held my breath so the killers wouldn't hear me breathing.
Their voices clawed at my flesh, I felt like I was lying on a bed of burning coals, like Iíd been set on fire. A sweeping wind of pain engulfed my body, a thousand invisible needles ripped into me. I never dreamed fear could cause such agonizing physical pain.
I tried to swallow but my throat closed up, I had no saliva, my mouth was drier than sand.
I closed my eyes and tried to make myself disappear but their voices grew louder. I knew they would have no mercy. My mind echoed with one thought: If they catch me they will kill me. If they catch me they will kill me. If they catch me they will kill me.
How was I to know my ambitions were just a silly girl's dream? I didn't know those weekly roll calls served a sinister purpose: to segregate Tutsi children as part of a master plan of discrimination known as the "ethnic balance." It was a plan pushed by Juvenal Habyarimana, the Hutu president who seized power in the 1973 coup. He proclaimed the government must balance the number of school placements and good civil service jobs to reflect the country's ethnic makeup. I heard the killers call my name.
They were on the other side of the wall, less than an inch of plaster and wood separated us. Their voices were cold, hard, and determined.
She is here, we know she is here somewhere. Find her, find ImmaculČe!
There were many voices, many killers. I could see them in my mind, my former friends and neighbors who had always greeted me with love and kindness, moving through the house carrying spears and machetes, calling my name...........
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