Yes, living voices in a living language, so it seemed to us.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The real being of language is that into which we are taken up when we hear it - what is said.
Voices are like fingerprints, from Cagney to Bogart. They never lost it. My voice is instrumental in categorizing me.
The cool thing about doing a voice-over into a different language is that you get to bring the character of your own culture into it.
But those two plays left me on fresh terms with language. I didn't always have to speak in my own voice.
I've studied voice from a few different people for years.
I think the first time I was ever really conscious of the difference between people's voices was that my mother's voice was so soft and gentle and her pronunciation was so perfect.
I grew up in a house where language was appreciated and cared about. I'm sure that, although I wasn't aware of it at the time, it must have made an impression on me.
I lived and languished.
Is there not an art, a music, and a stream of words that shalt be life, the acknowledged voice of life?
And therefore we must seek dialogue in this networked world. We must ask which voice was actually attempting to make itself heard and saw no other possibility of gaining a hearing. To that extent, for a while this also represented a forced opening of a cosmopolitan view.
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