I am an elevator 7
Aug13
Imagine my surprise to step into the elevator at Denmarks Radio and hear it announce the floor numbers in my own voice. Several years ago in London, I did a voice-over for a company that was making an elevator device that speaks all the Nordic languages. I voiced all the floors from -3 to 99 and several commands like, “This elevator is overloaded” and “Please remain calm, help is on the way”. I never thought I would experience it myself, and trust me it’s difficult to ride the elevator with co-workers without chiming in on “Doors closing”, “Going up”. Eeek! I’m a professional elevator.
Look at it this way: You have become immortal!
I remember when you were doing that. Now it sounds like a Stepford Wives Sci-Fi thing.
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I know the feeling: I am a postcard. Postcards have no voice, but either way, inmortalityis inmortality.
That should become a Danish Attraction of Solana Larsen tour in denmark
finally, somebody i can ask a question that’s been bothering me since this new century dawned: is it true, solana, that those “close door” and “open door” buttons on elevators actually don’t work? they are there just for the psychological effect of calming down people who are normally impatient with the slowness of elevator doors? i heard this from zizek, the slovenian philosopher. i suspect you may have done voice overs for “door opening” or “door closing” too?
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