As a kid growing up in an advertising family I got the chance, at age 9, to be the voice of a canary for one of my father's accounts. I had one line. When I got in the studio I choked. Did I mention that I was 9? Using analog editing techniques the engineer made me sound like Alvin the Chipmunk. That passed client muster, the client said ok and I got paid a large fee ... $1. Again, did I mention I was 9? I'm posting that painful childhood memory because my iTunes radio is playing Hakuna Matata (adults singing and acting as animals) while I read about the conclusion of the Aflac voice over search. A talking duck. Here's what was reported on CNN.com:
"Aflac! Aflaaac!," cried Dan McKeague, a 36-year-old father of three from suburban Minneapolis.
McKeague, a sales manager at a local radio station with some experience doing voice overs, was one of the many hopeful celebrities, voice over artists and average Joes that submitted over 12,500 live and online auditions to provide the distinctive voice of the Aflac Duck.
No, I didn't try out. Three decades are not enough to erase the memory. Hope Mr. McKeague got his $1. And thanks to the Lion King, I have no worries.
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