Voice-Over Voice Actor – The Warm-Up
This companion to the award-winning book Voice-Over Voice Actor: What It’s Like Behind the Mic, is a led warm-up (available on CD or as an mp3 digital download) conducted by authors and actors Yuri Lowenthal and Tara Platt. The Warm-Up includes a full body warm-up, facial warm-up, breathing exercises, and a vocal warm-up as well as a track for tongue twister practice. The Warm-Up even contains both long-form and condensed versions to suit your schedule. And in addition to warming you up, these exercises, if done regularly, will increase breath control, lung capacity, and strengthen your voice as well as relaxing and focusing you.
The Warm-Up includes these in-depth and entertaining tracks to get you fully warmed-up and ready to go:
• The Full Body Warm-Up
• The Facial Warm-Up
• The Breathing Warm-Up
• The Vocal Warm-Up
• The Condensed Complete Warm-Up
• Additional Vocal Practice with Tongue Twisters
For your convenience, the following tongue twisters are written out here to make it easier to follow along when reading them aloud during The Warm-Up. All tongue twisters are public domain.
Unique New York, unique New York.
Red leather, yellow leather, blue blood, black blood.
What a todo to die today, at a minute or two ‘til two,
a thing distinctly hard to say, but harder still to do;
for they’ll beat a tattoo at a twenty ‘til two,
and the dragon will come when he hears the drum,
at a minute or two ‘til two today, at a minute or two ‘til two.
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
a peck of pickled peppers did Peter Piper pick;
if Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
where’s the peck of pickled peppers that Peter Piper picked?
Peter Piper, the pickled pepper picker, picked a peck of pickled peppers,
a peck of pickled peppers did Peter Piper, the pickled pepper picker pick;
if Peter Piper, the pickled pepper picker, picked a peck of pickled peppers, where’s the peck of pickled peppers that Peter Piper, the pickled pepper picker, picked?
My sister Sally has a shop by the seashore, which sells seashells, sandals, swimsuits, stationery, soap, soda, snacks, and other such sundries. Sally started the shop six seasons ago, and concentrated on a selection of seashells to satisfy the most discriminating seashell shopper.
The thin little boy picked six thick thistle sticks.
A crazy crooked critic.
A proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot.
I love New York, Unique New York,
You know you need unique New York.
Lips, teeth, tip of the tongue.
Whether the weather be cold,
whether the weather be hot,
we’ll be together whatever the weather,
whether we like it or not.
Out of his hole to steal he stole,
his bag of chick he chuck,
and many a wicked smile he smole,
and many a wink he wunk.
To sit in solemn silence, in a dull dark dock,
In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock,
Awaiting the sensation, of a short, sharp shock,
From a cheap and chippy chopper, on a big black block.
(from The Mikado, W.S. Gilbert)
Give me the gift of a grip-top sock,
A dip drape ship shape tip top sock,
Not your spiv-slick slap stick slip slop stock,
But a plastic, elastic, grip-top sock.
None of your fantastic slack swap stock
From a slap dash flash cash haberdash shop;
Not a knick-knack knock-kneed knickerbocker sock
With a mock-shot blob-mottled trick-ticker clock
Not a rucked up, puckered up, flop top sock,
Nor a super sheer seersucker rucksack sock,
Not a spot-speckled frog freckled cheap sheik’s sock
Off a hodgepodge moss- blotched scotch-botched block
Nothing slip shop, drip drop, flip flop, or glip glop;
Tip me to a tip-top grip-top sock.