Neil Briscoe's voiceover demo, featuring English, Irish, and Frankenstein
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC) Irish (General)Transcript
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Hi, My name is Neil Briscoe, and right now you're listening to my normal voice. It's sort of a hybrid between Irish and English accents because, well, that's what I am a hybrid between Irish and English. If you want me to, I can switch to a much more cut class English accent, the sort of received pronunciation voice that you would have heard on British radio many many decades ago. Or, if you prefer, I can go a bit more Irish, going back to my roots in West Cork and working on radio and Dublin on indeed, in Cork City itself. Or if you prefer, they could tap into the fact that I now live in Belfast and can do a fairly hunting Northern Irish accent for you. It's quite easy for me to do this, and actually, it's a pretty easy downshift from Northern Irish into Scottish. If you want a nice, educated Edinburgh accent that I can also provide, I have an ideal voice for commercials and advertising work. Perhaps the old classic Ford slogan of Ford. Everything we do is driven by you. Well, maybe the old Saeko one Saeko, you're going to create energy use it, but I feel I'd be best suited the reading of audio books. And so for the end of this demo, I'm gonna give you a short reading from Chapter five of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. It was on a dreary night of November, and I beheld the accomplishment of my toils with an anxiety that almost amounted to agony. I collected the instruments of life around me that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning. The rain patter dismally against the panes. My candle was nearly burnt out when, by the glimmer of the half extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open. It breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs. How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe? Or how delineate the wretch, whom would such infinite pains and care I had endeavoured to form. His limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features is beautiful, beautiful, great God is yellow skin scarcely covered. The work of muscles and arteries beneath his hair was of a lustrous black and flowing his teeth of a pearly whiteness. But the's luxuriant says only formed a more horrid contrast. These watery eyes. It seemed almost of the same colour as the done white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and his straight black lips. Well, thanks very much for listening to my demo. I've worked before with the likes of Arty, the Irish national broadcaster, on both television and radio, and I've presented The Irish Times motoring podcast. But this is, ah, sector of my career that I'm really keen to get cracking on and to start opening up new opportunities for me. I'd love to start doing that with you and your company. So please do get in touch whenever you like. Thanks. Bye bye.