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Oct 13, 2012 21:43

so i am intrigued by this vocaroo business. to steal a meme --

Put words in my askbox comments. I will go to Vocaroo and record myself saying them ( Read more... )

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lizzie_marie_23 October 14 2012, 06:24:11 UTC
I would love to hear you talk about why and how you got into Shakespeare! What is it that you find yourself connecting to or shying away from?

(I've never heard your voice so I'm looking forward to it)

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little_lady_d October 14 2012, 14:37:39 UTC
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1HzhGZhkl9E

just for you, my first attempt, even though it's babbly and embarrassing as all-get-out. in fact, i'm going to go hide now. *does so*

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lizzie_marie_23 October 14 2012, 15:07:43 UTC
oh that was adorable and wonderful and it turns out i love your voice. you are ridiculous, but it makes me really happy.
so much of what you said resonated with my own experience and is also so so different. i'm so intrigued by your existential desert drama and all of your wordplay and wonder.
i have read a bunch of desperatefans and whatthedenmark and they both had so much wonderful flavor to them (and eventually led me to you). i think my favorite favorite was probably the laertes/guil storyline because i'm a sucker for the sexiness of philosophy.

...and now you know the extent of my internet-stalking tendencies. *also hides*

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little_lady_d October 14 2012, 15:44:49 UTC
*blushblushhideblush* aaah my voice it's so raspy and thin. but i'm happy to make you happy!

ohman, my existential desert drama was ridiculous. that's my favorite word, it seems. ridiculous. it's like, everybody was their own spirit animal, and the main character was a dragon who was supposed to bring rain to the desert, but that wasn't the point. the point was him meeting people (a coyote, a murder of ravens, a snake) and talking philosophy. and like our boys, he had no past, no reality outside the stage he was thrust upon, and so there was a lot of chatter about the nature of memory and history but mostly it was really bad, okay. but it shows the kind of thing i was (am still) interested in ( ... )

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acrossthefloors October 14 2012, 08:03:58 UTC
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous-
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

(feel free to do less than that if I've given you too much! basically read me whatever you like from Prufrock. <3)

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acrossthefloors October 14 2012, 16:58:47 UTC
oh my goodness, Kylee, your voice is so lovely and you read poetry so well -- I feel like I have never had a knack for it, but you really do. it just sounds really natural in your voice. (and I think it would be remiss of me to not flail for a moment over your accent, which is dear.)

so to answer your last question, no, that was not bad at all! that was great and you are great. <3

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little_lady_d October 14 2012, 17:16:02 UTC
ahaha, i can hear theo saying enunciate and slow down but on i go a-muttering like a wayward urchin. *blushandhide* but -- thank you. i like reading poetry aloud, and i don't often get the chance what with that reading-in-your-head business you learn in grade school. so thank you. (ahaha no, your accent is dearer.)

<333 aaaah. *blushandhide*

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bewareofitalics October 14 2012, 18:22:13 UTC
A man breaking his journey between one place and another at a third place of no name, character, population or significance, sees a unicorn cross his path and disappear. That in itself is startling, but there are precedents for mystical encounters of various kinds, or to be less extreme, a choice of persuasions to put it down to fancy; until- "My God," says a second man, "I must be dreaming, I thought I saw a unicorn." At which point, a dimension is added that makes the experience as alarming as it will ever be. A third witness, you understand, adds no further dimension but only spreads it thinner, and a fourth thinner still, and the more witnesses there are the thinner it gets and the more reasonable it becomes until it is as thin as reality, the name we give to the common experience.... "Look, look!" recites the crowd. "A horse with an arrow in its forehead! It must have been mistaken for a deer."

...:D?

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little_lady_d October 14 2012, 18:38:29 UTC
bewareofitalics October 14 2012, 19:31:43 UTC
:D :D :D :D :D!!!! Lovely! The unicorn speech is my faaavorite. Not sure quite why, but possibly because I feel sorry for it being left out of the movie. Also, unicorns.

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little_lady_d October 14 2012, 21:24:17 UTC
to quote the guil himself, it would have been nice to have unicorns. but yes, it is a good speech, and it made grin to have the chance to recite it, so thank you!

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