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  • in reply to: Feedback Forum #60164
    RYoung
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    Thanks everyone for your nice comments and words. In regard to inflecting upward it’s more of a higher pitch to the last word in the sentence than a question mark LOL. It can also be relative whereas in the middle of a sentence your pitch may go high and relatively the last word is lower in pitch than the highest sounding word in the sentence, however it’s not necessarily a question. It can get monotone sounding if you’re even or lower in pitch on all your ending words if that makes sense.

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #60108
    RYoung
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    Sorry forgot to mention that the read is broken down into two parts, thanks!

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #60107
    RYoung
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    Hi there, I enjoy your voice especially the Nike read. However I believe you have too many pauses in your reads, try and connect the lines more without treating each line like a statement, if that makes sense. Keep it up!

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #60106
    RYoung
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    Great job Gabe, your realistic delivery sounds good to me! Careful of the mic, you made a hit on it once, good luck with your demo.

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #60103
    RYoung
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    I enjoy doing narration of fiction, stories etc. I did this one last year and added some effects this time!
    Merry Christmas to all!

    THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
    by Clement Clarke Moore
    or Henry Livingston

    ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

    Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

    The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

    In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

    The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

    And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,

    Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

    I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

    Away to the window I flew like a flash,

    Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

    The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

    Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

    I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

    More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

    “Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and V***n!

    On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

    Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

    As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

    So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

    With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

    And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

    The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

    As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

    Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

    A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

    And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

    His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

    And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

    The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

    And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

    He had a broad face and a little round belly,

    That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

    And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

    Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

    And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

    And laying his finger aside of his nose,

    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

    But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

    “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”

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    in reply to: Feedback Forum #59562
    RYoung
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    Tim, great enthusiasm on this, I would just be careful of announced words for highlighting instead of changing your pitch which sounds more real. The line “Yea that’s right…. is perfect!
    (,5 dollars for a limited time. Here’s the deal. Only at Church’s Chicken). In this part which is the ending “limited” sounds announced or shouted, and starting with Here’s the deal probably could use more enthusiasm, overall minor. I like your promotional voice, good luck!

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #59514
    RYoung
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    Thanks all appreciate all the comments!

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #59481
    RYoung
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    Nice work Bill! Good to hear you back again.

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #59478
    RYoung
    Participant

    Nice job on the intro to this commercial which states the problem with big Banks! The solution which is first state Bank should have a more enthusiastic tone and pace also may be highlight the name a little more if that makes sense?

    in reply to: Feedback Forum #59442
    RYoung
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    Good narration work Damian. I would suggest dialing the tone down slightly, it sounds a little announcery, (sorry I hate that word), It’s been pinned on me as well. I do enjoy your informative style though very believable.

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