Stairway to Heaven... or Heaving

75 floors. 1700 steps. The tallest building west of the Mississippi. Guess what I'm going to be climbing up on September 28th?

Did you guess the U.S. Bank Building?
You are kee-rect!

I'm going to be a part of the 2012 Stair Climb for the Ketchum-Downtown YMCA. It's an annual fundraiser for their inner-city programs. They do a lot of good for kids & families: after-school programs, summer camps, affordable preschool and daycare, teen counseling... I've been a member of the Y for quite a few years, and I've always been intrigued by the Stair Climb Challenge.

I had a bucket tear!

It's actually pretty amazing that I'm stepping foot on those stairs at all. Around 2008 I was jogging barefoot on the beach and rrrip went my right meniscus (that little colloidal cushion under your knee). Knee surgery followed. I asked the surgeon what I could do post-op. He suggested leg lifts, say, 50 a day.
"For how long?" I inquired.
"Oh, for the rest of your life."
"Anything else?"
"Hmmm... no."

Luckily I found an amazing physical therapist (Derek Plonka, Insight Physical Therapy in Santa Monica) who gave me a wee bit more to work with than that. Through a regimen of icing and strengthening exercises he got me back on track.

Then the other meniscus tore. This time, I opted for no surgery, only physical therapy.

After a year, I was solid on my two feet.

And then my back went out. Bulging lumbar disc. Back to Derek.

GETTING OLD IS SO FUN!!

"Let me sample that creme anglais
one more time, okay?"

After two years of timid exercise and overzealous baking classes, things were getting, let us say, out of proportion.





I needed a change, so I swallowed the "Results and Recovery" Kool-Aid of P90X guru Tony Horton. Surprise surprise, with his exercise programs I achieved both results and recovery! All the dread plyometric exercises made my leg muscles stronger than ever, and my knees feel protected and safe. Awwww....

Before THAT all goes south (really, I'm just two lemon meringue pies and a Bûche Nöel away from disaster) I thought I'd give myself a challenge and go stepping for a cause. I've been running up and down the stairs across the street from where I live, and just last week I trained with the Hollywood Y up and down the CNN building--15 floors five times. I made it!

But I need your help. I'm part of a grand team: author Sally Nemeth (who, as a veteran of these climbs, is the Van Helsing of our group), voice-over goddess Kari Wahlgren, and housekeeper extraordinaire Nubia Avendaño. We call ourselves TEAM TURTLE. Slow and steady! Slow and steady! Our team has to raise $500, and we'd like to get it to $700 by the generosity of our friends. Could you throw a few bones our way to give us incentive? Go to my pledge page, it's really easy. Any amount will help.

Thanks so much.

Update: Due to the incredible and RAPID generosity of a few people, we've blown past our goal and have moved the goalposts (is that a thing? ) up to $1000. Thank you thank you!

Panda Unplugged

Voice actors are, by and large, as agreeable a bunch of people as you are likely to find in any given workspace. Convivial, pleasant, and almost always entertaining, they are less prone to the excesses of egotism afflicting the greater pool of actors in Los Angeles. Perhaps it's because they're heard but rarely seen; perhaps it's because of how easy most of them are to replace; but voice actors (and I'm not talking about the celebrity voices that dip their toe into our revenue stream from time to time) have a healthy sense of their place in the universe of entertainment, and are not forever trying to conspire to make themselves appear to be more than they are at the expense of others. 


Voice actors cannot lock themselves in their double-wide trailers and refuse to come out. 


Even the verbal MVP's of today's animation, ridiculously talented luminaries like Jeff Bennet, Kevin Michael Richardson, and Tara Strong (go ahead, look them up and be amazed) have always, in my experience, been down-to-earth and generous to their fellow actors. Sure, the dueling verbal pyrotechnics during sessions can approach Robin William-esque proportions, and there may be an excess of Christopher Walken impersonations, but I'm always exceedingly happy to enter the booth for a group recording.

If I... have to HEAR... a-NUH-thuh...impression of me... 

Take, as a case in point, the Kung Fu Panda: Legends of Awesomeness cast. This is a seriously credentialed group of actors; they have literally hundreds of credits to their names. Every week I'm left agape by what comes out of their mouths (much of it unprintable, even in a blog). Virtuosos in their field, every one of them. And yet, when I asked if any of them would be willing to read at my son's school for a Read Across America fundraiser, they said yes without hesitation. 

The nefarious NEA
promoting reading to our kids!

Read Across America coincides with Dr. Seuss' birthday, and it promotes book reading in schools... across America. One evening during this week our school stays open so the kids can go into their classrooms and listen to teachers read books, followed  by a guest reader who reads to everyone in the Kindergarten classroom, capping off the evening. This year Doug suggested I rope in the cast of KFP, and to my surprise all the regulars (except for Crane- the redoubtable Amir Talai, who had another committment) signed on. They even agreed to come early to rehearse. Rehearse!

Tigress and Mantis (Kari Wahlgren & Max Koch, the bawdy Astaire and Rogers of the group) arrive at school first, followed closely by Shifu (Fred Tatasciore, our own personal Zen Lebowski). We gather in the Kindergarten. They marvel at how small the chairs are. Kids (including my son) keep popping their heads in, excited. All around the playground there is the sussurus of whispering children: "Is Po here? Is Po here?" And then he arrives, the quicksilver-tongued rock star Mick Wingert, who apologizes for being late though there is still ninety minutes before showtime. 

No one asks for room temp Evian, or green M&M's. 


The reading goes great. The kindergarten is PACKED, standing room only. I select two stories: Small Brown Dog's Bad Remembering Day, and Lewis Carrol's "The Walrus and the Carpenter." Plenty of characters to go around. 

The kids squeal with delight, especially when we throw in our Kung Fu Panda characters' voices. Fred & Max make a perfect Walrus & Carpenter. I have a particular fondness for Kari's plucky but ill-fated little Oysters, who sound a bit like Jimmy Neutron crossed with a mollusk. Mick has an great voice for the Small Brown Dog, but we make him scrap it and do his flawless Jack Black impression because ya gotta give the audience what they want. 

Max, Mick, Fred, Kari and me: Panda Unplugged.

Afterwards, kids rush up, crayons and scrap paper in hand. A little girl named Dot tells Max that she's totally in the Mantis camp. The actors gladly sign autographs. Parents nod their appreciation. It's like our own mini Comic-Con, right there.

Maybe 50-60 kids, plus parents: better than some non-Equity shows I've been in.

Legends of Awesomeness, indeed. 

A New Panda in Town

For those of you who think that I spend my days playing Angry Birds and baking cobblers... well, you're mostly right. But wait! I have proof of legitimate and gainful employment: tomorrow, Monday 19th, Nickelodeon rolls out a sneak preview of a series that will start in November—KUNG FU PANDA: LEGENDS OF AWESOMENESS. 

It is, in my biased but usually-jaundiced view, pretty awesome. The animation looks great, the writing is whip-smart, and it's got the movie's combination of hi-larity and heart. I play Monkey, one of the Furious Five. (I need to have a little altar dedicated to Jackie Chan, the movie's Monkey, to thank him properly for being responsible for my livelihood. I got my start in voiceovers sounding like him in "The Jackie Chan Adventures," a show which gave me a crash course in voice acting, gave me cred and landed me the crackerjack agents I have today.) 

Tune in if you can. I think it's on at 8 PM, but check your local listings. The Nickelodeon website will give you all the info you need, plus some clips. The episode is a good one for me; it's a nice spotlight to the relationship between Po the Panda and Monkey. 

I am not, of course, acting alongside Angelina Jolie, Jack Black, Seth Rogen, David Cross & Jack Black, but if you closed your eyes during a recording session, you might think otherwise. These actors are phenomenal, and not just at sounding like celebrities. Kari Wahlgren. Fred Tatasciore. Amir Talai. Mick Wingert. Max Koch. Their names might not be familiar, but in the voiceover world, they are titans, or on the way to becoming one.  We mostly record as a group, and though I'm occasionally awed and intimidated by their quick-morphing, borderline-schizophrenic verbal shape-shifting, I love hanging out with them. They're like family, a family in which Scatman Crothers sings duets with Christopher Walken, and Tony Soprano stops by for profanity and cannoli.
(WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CLIP IS NSFW- BUT PRETTY DAMNED FUNNY):

Of course, I could be setting myself up for a big, hubristical ostrich egg on my face... recasting voices is notoriously easy in the animation world. I was on a series where the main celebrity villain was recast during a season and recorded with different actors, but they ended up reverting back to the celebrity... and he never knew he'd been dumped and then rehired. You should never count your voices until they've aired. But, unless you tune in Monday and hear Daniel Dae-Kim's voice coming out of Monkey's body, you'll get to hear me at work.  It's a total joy.