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Trivial Pursuits => People & Places => Topic started by: melack on March 02, 2008, 03:24:27 am
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Found this video (http://www.break.com/index/chick-has-21-different-accents.html) on Digg just now. I have to say, that's pretty damn impressive. They're not all perfect accents -- especially the Toronto one -- but it's an interesting skill nonetheless. I especially like the mythical 1940s Hollywood accent.
Can you guys do any accents that you'd go as far as to call passable? I can do a decent New Englander since half my family is from there, but that's about it. Any time I try to do an English one it just sounds Australian -- and vice versa.
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If the rest of them are as bad as her "Southern" accents, she sucks.
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Totally photoshopped, bitch never blinks.
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Does anyone know her name, or maybe how old she is?
LOL
I can do a pretty good South Philly, Northeast Philly, and Southeast Delco PA accent, and my Chicago is pretty decent. My French accent when I speak sounds like a Southern French accent (so I'm told). Maybe it's because I say "Bonjour, y'all."
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"Hello. My name is Amy Walker. You killed my father. Prepare to die."
I've been told that my British accent (Cockney or posh) is fairly passable or at least not completely mangled. This only applies if I've been watching Fawlty Towers or Blackadder for some considerable amount of time.
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I'm awful at accents, probably having something to do with hating my own voice because it has never sounded masculine enough for my own ear's taste.
However, impressions... I do a good Tom Waits, a great Dave Mustaine (which is a lot like Macho Man Randy Savage), the world's greatest Axl Rose, a passable Elvis (which is a lot like Eddie Vedder), a disasterously bad David Bowie and a disasterously good Bob Dylan.
My brother does the world's best (and only) Andy Warhol impression and Quentin Tarantino as an elderly Eastern European gentleman who basically only talks about your feet.
There is greatness in my bloodline, you see.
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My first-year French teacher was German, so apparently I speak French with a faintly German accent.
And Pedro is turned on by my impression of Mary Poppins, so I suppose my British accent is passable.
Pedro does a handful of excellent accents and impressions. Spanish, British (proper English as well as Cockney), Brooklyn, Boston, Minnesotan, "Mobster Italian," etc. All the standards. He's pretty good at most of them. He was raised in the Upper South and can do a variety of southern accents. Oddly, although he doesn't naturally speak with a Southern accent and he has a hard time hearing them in other people, if he's around someone who has a strong accent he instinctively starts using one. He doesn't do a very good French, or European-Italian accent, though. And his Spanish is usually Euro-Spanish (although he can do Mexican Spanish if he tries really hard). Oh, he also does an excellent German accent, thanks in part to our friend whose husband is German but due mostly to his having spent the better part of a semester studying a monologue from the play Copenhagen.
I bet he could come up with 21 accents if he half tried.
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apparently some girl is telling people that I am awesome at doing impressions, so this guy came up to me at a party yesterday and kept asking me to do Jim Carrey. Not great. I am pretty good at picking up on people's more obvious vocal ticks and stuff, but just good enough to know that I am not that good. IE, I am good enough to do a southern accent that someone who has not heard a non-hollywood southern accent will believe, but not a southerner.
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Oh, man, "Copenhagen" is a rad play.
Saw that practically back-to-back with an Alan Alda one-man-show about Richard Feynman one summer... it was the summer of science plays.
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My first-year French teacher was German, so apparently I speak French with a faintly German accent.
I have the opposite problem. I speak German with a faint french accent, or with a Pacific Northwest accent. (Pronounce everything.)
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Oh, I forgot to mention that I'm somehow pretty good at doing a Dominican accent. I think it's from watching so damn much baseball. It's kind of a random accent to know, I guess.
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I'm completely tone deaf and can't do any accents or impressions at all. Not even a little.
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I do a wide variety of accents, mostly badly, as I read books to my children.
When we're reading Babar, it must be done with a French accent.
The book "Fairy Shopping" was a present from England, so it must be done with an effete British accent.
The penis character in "The Gruffalo" talks like the zany Univision host in an SNL sketch from when Snoop Dogg was hosting.
The story "Peekaboo Kitty" must be read in the West Virginia accent used in the State's sketch "The Inbred Brothers."
I could go on, but you get the idea.
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I thought she did Texas rather well. Very Holly Hunter, who's not from Texas, but sounds like it. Very Houston.
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The story "Peekaboo Kitty" must be read in the West Virginia accent used in the State's sketch "The Inbred Brothers."
The ladyfriend and I will have this thing, where if we klutz something up, she or I will exclaim "WHATAM AH DOIN?!"
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However, impressions... I do a good Tom Waits, a great Dave Mustaine (which is a lot like Macho Man Randy Savage), the world's greatest Axl Rose, a passable Elvis (which is a lot like Eddie Vedder), a disasterously bad David Bowie and a disasterously good Bob Dylan.
You can do a Tom Waits with a voice that doesn't sound masculine?
I think my voice sounds like Mickey penis, so don't think you're suffering alone. I've come to accept it, but I used to intentionally try to speak with a lower pitch. It was tiring.
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The key to a Tom Waits impression is to pretend that you are have bronchitis and a hangover at the same time.
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I do a wide variety of accents, mostly badly, as I read books to my children.
I try to do this as well, along with singing (especially in Winnie the Pooh stories), but my daughter doesn't allow me to read in anything but my own voice. She'll put her hand over my lips and say, "Now Daddy, what have I said? Use a normal voice!"
I do get to sing Waltzing Matilda in an Aussie accent. People always ask me to "say something in Australian", but I usually decline since my accent is pretty vestigial unless I've been around some ex-pats. Then it comes out and embarrasses me. Stacey can usually tell if I've run across an Aussie at work when I get home at night.
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My understanding is that very few people actually like the sound of their own voices.
I, however, am married to one of those few.
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I love to hear myself talk, don't get me wrong. We get guest speakers and academics in all the time at work, and I'm chatting them up during seminars and presentations and whatnot while my teammates kick me in the shins under the table. I just don't like hearing it played back.
I think we're all tricked by some sort of biological bass filter or something that makes us sound more sonorous and authoritative to ourselves than actually gets projected. Possibly bone conduction?
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I love to hear myself talk, don't get me wrong. We get guest speakers and academics in all the time at work, and I'm chatting them up during seminars and presentations and whatnot while my teammates kick me in the shins under the table. I just don't like hearing it played back.
I think we're all tricked by some sort of biological bass filter or something that makes us sound more sonorous and authoritative to ourselves than actually gets projected. Possibly bone conduction?
This reminds me of something I've wondered for some time now. Did people know that their own voice doesn't sound to everyone else like it does to them before there were audio recording devices? I suppose you might be able to make some deductions by noticing that the echo of your own voice sounds less like your voice than the echo of someone else's voice sounds like their voice, and identical twins could also notice that their twin's voice doesn't sound like their own, but it seems to me that this wouldn't be a sufficient basis of evidence for the fact that one's own voice sounds different to oneself than it does to everyone else being widely known.
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This reminds me of something I've wondered for some time now. Did people know that their own voice doesn't sound to everyone else like it does to them before there were audio recording devices? I suppose you might be able to make some deductions by noticing that the echo of your own voice sounds less like your voice than the echo of someone else's voice sounds like their voice, and identical twins could also notice that their twin's voice doesn't sound like their own, but it seems to me that this wouldn't be a sufficient basis of evidence for the fact that one's own voice sounds different to oneself than it does to everyone else being widely known.
I'm going to guess that failed impressions helped with this discovery. "That sound nothing like Grunk!" "You crazy, me sound exactly like Grunk!"
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wait what was her name again?
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and identical twins could also notice that their twin's voice doesn't sound like their own,
Identical twins' voices don't sound identical though. There's a definitely family resemblance between the Technical Staff's voice and his brother's, but I don't think I'd call them identical.
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what confuses me is that people always comment that I have a "good radio voice," when to me my voice sounds maybe kind of cool, but not at all the deep awesome radio voice. It is mid-ranged, I think. Obviously I like the way it sounds when conducted through my own bones better than when it's out there in the air, just like everyone does.
I wonder if maybe they mean that the way I talk is good for radio?
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The ladyfriend and I will have this thing, where if we klutz something up, she or I will exclaim "WHATAM AH DOIN?!"
Betchoo I can hitchoo withis!