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Description

A short clip of me playing the voices of the three witches, Macbeth, and Banquo from William Shakespeare's Macbeth. Not a whole lot of emphasis on acting for this one as much as staying consistent with the characters voices while trying to make sure each sounded unique and easy to tell apart from the others. Hope you enjoy!

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Hello, My name's Heath Gore. And for this demo, I'm gonna be reading part of Act one Scene three from William Shakespeare's The Tragedy of Macbeth. I hope you enjoy. Enter the three witches. Where has that been? Sister killing swine exist? Where about? A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap in month. Stand months and munched. Give me quoth I on the which the round fed ronin cries her husband's to Aleppo Gone master at the Tiger. But in receive out either sale in like a rat without a tail, I'll do. I'll do and I'll do. I'll get the win. They're not kind. And I and I myself have all the other and the very ports. They blow all the quarters that they know I the Shipman's card. I'll drain him dry as hay sleep shall neither night nor day hang upon his pent house lit. He shall live. A man forbid weary seven nights, nine times nine Shall he dwindle? Peak and high. The was bought cannot be lost, yet it shall be tempest tossed. Look what I have shall may show me here I have a pilot's thumb practice home. What? He did come drum within a drum a drum McBeth dot com We exist is hand in hand and rice again to May 9 PC's that Inter, Macbeth and Banquo So foul and fair a day I have not seen. How far is it called for us? What are these? So withered and so wild in their attire that look not like the inhabitants of the earth and yet are on it live you are You are that man may question You seem to understand me by each at once her choppy finger laying upon her skinny lips You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret that you are so speak, if you can. What are you, lesser than Macbeth and great Glamis? Oh, ****, There how to be Bane of Colorado? Ah, hey, Make their that shall be king hereafter. Good, sir. Why do you start and seem to fear things that do you sound so fair? I the name of truth. Are you fantastical or that indeed which outwardly show my noble partner you greet with present grace in great prediction of noble having in a royal home that he seems rapt with all. Do you mean you speak. Not if you can look into the seeds of time and say which grain will grow and which will not speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear your favors, nor your hate. Hey, lesser than Macbeth. And greater. Not so happy. Yes, Much happier. How shall get kings Those That will be so Banquo and Macbeth stay you in perfect speakers. Tell me more by seniors death. I know I am Thane of Glamis, but have called or the vein of card or lives. The prosperous gentleman and to be king stands not within the prospect of belief no more than to be college or say from whence you owe this strange intelligence. Or why upon this blasted heath, you stop our way with such prophetic greeting. Speak. I charge you. The witches vanish. Well, that is the end of that. Thank you for your time. I hope you did enjoy this. And I hope to hear from you soon for a job. I hope you have a wonderful day