Surfing Vietnam

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Surfing Vietnam 

This is a historical fiction audiobook about 89,000 words in length. The book contains graphic language including all major and minor swear words and racial/sexist slurs. There are sex scenes, but not of a phonographic or detailed nature. As the book deals with the Vietnam war, there are a few scenes of violence. There is also drug use typical to experimental American culture in the 1960's, but no destructive addiction.

Talent should be able to perform a range of male and female voices. Most are Midwestern American while some are Southern American. There are a few male African-American characters with Northern or suburban accents. The female voices are almost all Midwestern American with the exception of two well-educated French characters. These speak in English with a slight French accent.

The audition script has specific details of the voices were are looking for in the audition. 
2012-03-26 20:48:47 GMT
2012-04-13 18:00:00 (GMT -07:00) Mountain Time (US & Canada) 
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Project Parameters

The Voice Actor should be located in:
Student or Non-for-profit student project - USD 800 to USD 900
Adult content
89,000 words
English - USA and Canada
Young Adult Male OR Middle Age Male
• Audio files must be delivered via FTP/Dropbox/Google Drive/cloud
• Deliver edited and finished voice tracks
Not defined
This is a non-union project

Script Details

***custom demo required*** 
Below are 3 sections of the audition script. We would like to hear your take on each of the characters. Their sections have been marked. Your audition should contain a sample from each of the 7 voices listed below.

1. Narrator-­‐ Standard narration voice
2. Danny-­‐ PROTAGONIST: General American unaccented Midwestern voice, young man, mid-­‐range to a little lower, often enthusiastic or upbeat)
3. Gruff older southern US Army ofPicer
4. Medic-­‐ perhaps hinting at a touch of gayness
5. Miss Palmer-­‐low, husky, whiskey and cigarette voice; young woman, not vamping or over the top though
6. Captain Nelles- Mature tired resigned unaccented American voice
7. Margrethe- a young French woman; soft, precise, but slightly
accented English

Audition Part A
NARRATOR- It seemed the Army wanted to test intelligence. At last,
Danny had a chance to make up for the disappointment he had caused the Army earlier in the day. He seized this opportunity like a terrier would a rat. Danny knew how to take tests and do very well on them, indeed.

Danny finished the two-page, multiple-choice test in 4.5 of the 30 minutes allotted for its completion. He was so bored during the next 25.5 minutes that he even checked his work. The question about whether the object shown in question 33 was a picture of a right-handed screwdriver or a left-handed screwdriver or both or neither seemed a bit of a no-win to Danny, as he felt that it was neither “both” nor “neither” but simply a good example of a question being deficient in both clarity and logic. He chose to answer “both,” which was correct in a sense, but Danny felt cheap about condoning this type of sloppy thinking in his testers.

DANNY, PROTAGONIST (General American unaccented Midwestern voice, young man, mid-range to a little lower, often enthusiastic or upbeat)- Danny thought, “How can they possibly expect to win a war when they’re such sloppy thinkers?”

NARRATOR- After the 30 minutes had passed, the imperialist lackey
running-dog capitalists picked up the test papers. They told the assembled multitude to shut the **** up and stay the **** in their seats. This seemed like a wise thing to do, since moose-sized MPs were glowering at the candidates from every corner of the room. Danny believed his high- school hall monitors could have learned a few things from the Army about keeping order. Or perhaps just arming high-school hall monitors with .45 automatics would be sufficient to achieve a similar level of control.

After shutting the **** up and staying the **** in their seats for another half-hour, the testees were addressed by an officer from the front of the room.

Gruff older southern US Army officer- “I know some of you tried to fail this test on purpose. I know some of you think this is funny. I know some of you heard Ringo Starr failed the English army intelligence test and now you want to be just like that long-haired ******************** and avoid service in the Army of the United States. Well,************it’s not going to work. We have the legal right to keep you here all day and overnight and all the next day for weeks on end, if we determine you need further testing. You could be right here for the duration of your country’s need and I assure you, we won’t make it pleasant for you. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
“Before we send those of you who failed this test to another room, where I assure you that you’ll either pass the test or be here until you’re very old, I want to present for your edification someone who should be an example to you, someone who’ll be an officer someday and lead you into combat, someone who not only passed the test but had the only perfect score in this room. I want my future brother officer to stand up. Daniel No-Middle-Initial Harper, will you stand up now and show these ************ what a leader looks like?”

NARRATOR- Daniel No-Middle-Initial Harper dutifully stood, but only for about 11 seconds.

The room swam in Danny’s vision as he looked around. Eyes! He saw 1,000 black faces turn toward him, and 2,000 black eyes lock on him like Sidewinder missiles coming in for the kill. These eyes were the eyes of angry young men who had seen and done it all. Most of their seeing? Scenes of oppression and violence. Most of their doing? Illegal acts.

Danny imagined himself in the jungle. He knew he would be the kind of leader who leads from the front. He saw himself walking on point in tall elephant grass, moving one slow step at a time, fear like vomit in his mouth that he couldn’t expel, with a platoon of armed black men behind him and an unknown number of armed yellow men somewhere in front of him, none of whom had the slightest interest in his welfare or longevity.

Danny fainted.

Two concerned MPs dragged him to a small first-aid post and laid him gently on a cot, with his folder of test results on his chest.

Medic (perhaps hinting at a touch of gayness) The medic, who had so tenderly cupped Danny’s ***** earlier, said tenderly, “You’ll be okay. You just stood up too fast and were too excited at being told that you could become an officer. You’ve passed all your tests, and this fainting business wouldn’t show up on your record; I won’t make a note of it. You’ll be able to leave and rejoin your group after a few minutes of rest. Rest now, little soldier.”

He laid his hand on Danny’s hand. “You’re going to love the Army. You’ll meet a lot of great guys with similar interests. I certainly have.”

Danny closed his eyes and tried to visualize where Toronto might be on the map.

Audition Part B

After class, as Danny lingered in the room mooning about his failing grade on the test, Miss Palmer called Danny to her desk.
Miss Palmer-(low, husky, whiskey and cigarette voice young woman, not vamping or over the top though)

“Daniel, you know I was forced to fail you on this test. Do you care?”

“Some.” Danny was reluctant to speak to her or even meet her eyes up close. Miss Palmer was the other teacher after whom Danny lusted.

“That’s not exactly the answer I want to that question.” After a moment searching Danny’s blank face, she went on, “But that’s not why I asked you to stay after class. I wanted to tell you that I think your poetry is beautiful. Rough in spots, but passionate and beautiful ... You know, I write poetry too. I have for years, but I don’t have your raw talent and certainly not your fire. I think my talent is for teaching. I think ... This is just my first year, but ... Has anyone ever told you that you have a gift - a very precious gift - and that it’s your obligation to use that gift?”


“Well, Daniel, I’m telling you now. Look, I’ll make you a deal. If you write me one poem or short story every week, and at least promise to read the books I assign you, I’ll give you an ‘A’ in this course no matter what else you do. I could get in trouble for this with the principal, so this is our little secret. Okay? Can you keep a secret?”
Danny shrugged.

Miss Palmer ignored the shrug and went on, “And for your part of the deal, in addition to what we agreed, I want you to go back and read the Hawthorne piece I assigned last week. Do we have a deal?”


“Okay, what, Daniel?”

“Okay, Miss Palmer.”

“No, I don’t mean that you need to call me Miss Palmer. I mean, do we have a deal and can you keep a secret? In private like this, you can call me what my friends call me, Amy. That can be our secret, too.”

“Yes.” Danny’s heart was starting to beat so fast he could barely speak. “Amy,” he said gingerly, trying out the name, “I can keep a secret and I’ll read Hawthorne, too. I’ll do that for you.” He emphasized the word “you.” What Danny really wanted to say was,
“I’ll do anything for you.”

Audition Part C

Captain Nelles (Mature tired resigned unaccented American voice)

“**** ‘coward’ and ‘brave’ and all that ‘definition’ shit. There’s only ‘alive’ or ‘dead’. They gave me medals for bravery when I was the most cowardly. They wanted to court martial me when I was brave. ******* accountants running that war—adding machines in uniforms safe in the rear... ‘Brave’ would have been shooting the colonels and generals, not the Gooks.”

He looked at my wife. “You been over there? In the war?”
Margrethe a young French woman (soft, precise, but slightly accented English)

“No. I was born here.” She paused and gauged if the soldier could handle her next thought. “The Americans killed my husband when he was on a medical aid mission in the North. Shot down the plane he was in--full of wounded children...”

“I’m sorry m’am.”

“It’s okay, Captain Nelles, you didn’t do it.”

“I would have.” Nelles said softly, not looking up from the empty bottles of Ancre beer in front of him.

“I know, but you didn’t.” Margrethe said in an even softer tone.
Nelles began to cry. If he was a quiet drunk, he was an even quieter weeper. His expression never changed in the slightest. Tears rolled down his scarred cheeks from eyes that never blinked. Water over stone...

I asked, uncomfortable with his tears “Do you want another drink?”

“Sure. This French piss have any alcohol in it? I can’t feel a thing”, Nelles said in a faux hearty tone.”

“I’ll get the waiter’s attention. I have to go to the can.” I said, and I left the table. 
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