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I like Alex Vance perhaps a bit more than English words can convey in earnest. There’s this feeling of being hopelessly fascinated with a guy when you hand that guy a(n admittedly shitty) script, conspicuously wiping your hands of it, and he hands you back a nugget of purest gold, sparkling in all its unspoiled brilliance. You should also see his “who, me?” look when he won’t admit to having done anything all that outstanding. “Bah,” he’ll insist, “I just wrote whatever felt right in there.” Right, Alex.
But that he is a virtuoso wordsmith I’ve known and cherished for a long time. There’s more. Today, I needed a pirate chantée recorded for a background theme in a game - arguably a task commanding many hours of getting juuust right and equally many euros of expenditure. Well, I entice you to take a look at - or shall I say perk an ear to - this piece of a’capella art, recorded, to my knowledge, in a little under an hour, by one Alex F. Vance, at my behest.
Thank you.
Alex, you’re truly a … wonder. I won’t denigrate you by the adjective “fucking”, but please know that I’m sorely tempted to do so!
But that he is a virtuoso wordsmith I’ve known and cherished for a long time. There’s more. Today, I needed a pirate chantée recorded for a background theme in a game - arguably a task commanding many hours of getting juuust right and equally many euros of expenditure. Well, I entice you to take a look at - or shall I say perk an ear to - this piece of a’capella art, recorded, to my knowledge, in a little under an hour, by one Alex F. Vance, at my behest.
Thank you.
Alex, you’re truly a … wonder. I won’t denigrate you by the adjective “fucking”, but please know that I’m sorely tempted to do so!