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Nay to the naysayers

There’s a lot of stuff that I think too much about. And there’s a lot more stuff that I don’t think much about at all. I don’t have a TV as I have an addiction gene when it comes to moving pictures and volume-controlled sound. I can’t abide channel surfing and would prefer to sit through the ads than to flick around looking for something else to watch for two minutes.

I’ve done enough voice-overs to know what goes into making an audio recording. I know that my stammered m’s and w’s can be erased in one keystroke. I know that movement doesn’t matter unless it’s audible (and then it’s bad) and that facial expression is pretty redundant unless I want a smile in my voice.

In my portfolio career world, I never quite know what I’ll be doing next. Last week I was in sound booth recording text for a language school, trying my damnedest to sound Oirish. The soft t’s that had been elocutioned out of me at great expense had to pulled back from distant memory. I didn’t recognise myself on the playback.

20140407_180902_resized (800x600)This week, I was in a different sort of studio, with a make-up gal, a director, a producer, a cameraman or two, a sound guy, a light specialist, and the star of the show. I was there to advise on the script, comment on pronunciation, and quickly knock out any extra text that was needed. It took nearly three hours to get ninety-seconds of film. I have a whole new respect for what these creatives do.

I’ve finally figured out that csendes means quiet in Hungarian. I’ve seen patience epitomised. And I’ve developed a whole new respect for what goes on behind the scenes.

Those who reckon that Hungarians don’t have a sense of humour, aren’t creative, and don’t like to work need go no further than umbrella.tv. The introductory trailer speaks of innovation and self-assurance and the importance of enjoying what you do.  The sales pitch underneath is equally clever, even if the American-accented voice-over doesn’t sound like any Hungarian I’ve ever met. But the note on the end still has me smiling.

If, however, you were uninspired, perhaps you’d feel more comfortable here: http://www.grumpycats.com

FalconGetting out of the lift as I was leaving, I literally ran into the next star attraction. Thankfully, I’d been warned.  If work for everyone was this much fun, more people might be gainfully employed.

Thanks, lads.