Orpheus With Clay Feet

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One day, prior to a Baltimore road trip, I recorded a story from one of my favorite authors (Mr. Philip K. Dick) for the purposes of playing it back in the car to my friends. It is not professional by any stretch, but I believe this gives a fair idea of my default voice.

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Well, good morning, afternoon and or evening Friends. This is drawn. You'll know this because I'm sitting right next to you in a car. Right? Do Baltimore is gonna take a while. So I figured we would start with something light. A Phillip K **** Short story T entitled Orpheus with clay feet At the offices of Concord Military Service consultants Jesse Slade looked through the window the street below and saw everything denied him in the way of freedom, flowers and grass. The opportunity for a long and unencumbered walk into new places. He sighed. Sorry, sir. The client opposite his desk mumbled apologetically, I guess I'm boring you. But it all sleep said reawakening to his onerous duties. Let's see, He examined the papers which the client of Mr Walter Gross Bean had presented to him. Now you feel Mr Gross being their most favorable chance to elude military service lies in the area of a chronic ear. Trouble deemed by civilian doctors in the past. Acute labyrinth itis yeah, slaves study the pertinent document his duties and he did not enjoy them. Lay in locating for clients of the firm away out of military service in the war against the things had not been conducted properly of late, many casualties from the Proxima region had been reported, and with the reports had come a rush of business for Concord Military Service consultants. Mr Grows Bean, Slate said thoughtfully. I noticed when you entered my office that you tended to listo one side. Did I? Mr Gross being asked. Surprised. Yes. And I thought to myself, that man has a severe impairment of a sense of balance that's related to the year. You know, Mr Gross, being hearing from an evolutionary standpoint is an outgrowth of sense of balance. Some water creatures of a low order, incorporated grain of sand and make usage of it is a drop weight within their fluid body and by that method tell if they're going up or down. Mr. Gross being said, I believe I understand. Say it then Jessie's Laid said. I frequently list of one side or another as I walk and at night Mr Gross being frowned and then said happily, I, uh, find it almost impossible to orient myself at night in the dark when I can't see Fine, Jessie's lead said, and began writing on the client's military service. Formby, 30. I think this will get you an exemption, he said happily, the client said, I can't thank you enough. Oh, yes, you can. Justice League thought to himself You can thank us to the tune of $50. After all, without us, you might be a pale, lifeless corpse and some goalie on a distant planet. Not far from now and thinking about distant planets, Jesse Slade felt once more of the yearning they need to escape from this small office in the process of dealing with gold bricking clients, whom he had to face day after day. There must be another life than this slave said to himself. Can this really be all there is to existence? Far down the street outside his office window, a neon sign glowed night and day. Muse Enterprises, the sign read, and Jesse Slade knew what it meant. I'm going in there, he said to himself. Today, when I'm on my 10 30 coffee break, I don't even wait for lunch time. As he put on his coat, Mr Not his supervisor entered the office and said Se Slade, what's up? Whether fear strapped? Look, um, I'm getting out Mr Not Slave told him escaping. I've told 15,000 men had to escape military service. Now it's my turn. Mr not clapped him on the back. Good ideas laid. You're overworked. Take a vacation they could trying to have a time travel adventure in some distant civilization. It'll do you good. Thanks. Mr Not Sleep said I'll do just that and left. His office is fastest. His feet would carry him out of the building and down the street to the glowing neon sign of news enterprises.