Shamrock Creative

Update: The client has extended this. Auditions are open until Thurs, 4/23 at 8pm Eastern.
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Casting Notice!

Hi Friends! We are in the process of casting for a documentary podcast series. For one of the roles, the client needs a fairly broad pool to select from. (specs below) If you fit the role - or if you know someone who would - please have them send their info via our roster form (link below) and we'll take it from there. Thanks!

Series Info: This documentary series covers a prolific online predator, who targeted female streamers around 2014. He perpetrated a reign of terror, and many people worked hard to bring him down. (Please note: Topics may go to some darker places, due to the subject matter, and some language may be NSFW.)

Role: 'Vicious': Male; Caucasian Canadian, working class; Grew up in British Columbia- Port Coquitlam (Vancouver area), Desired Voice Age: Mid-teens, For the role of ‘Vicious’, we’re looking for the sound of someone in their mid-teens (16 /17 years old), but will consider ages ranging from 18-25. This performance will be re-enacting events that occurred at the time, so ‘Vicious’ should ideally sound like a teenager, as he was then, though he’s older than that now.
The reads for ‘Vicious’ will be a mix of reenacting his hoax swatting calls and voicing individual Social Media posts and live-streams he did when he was 14-16 years old. He would terrorize women, including swatting. (hoax police calls) He was very brazen about what he was doing. For example, he would live-stream himself calling the police for the swatting incidents. This person is very narcissistic and a huge attention-seeker. He wanted control and would become angry if denied. He’s young, so there’s a flavor of teenage idiocy, but with an underlying current of malice. We’re looking for Voice Actors with acting chops, to reach the desired realism.

Accents: A general North American accent is suitable for these roles. (no strong regional accents) A Canadian accent is not required, but could be a plus for the Canadian roles. All talent are welcome to submit as long as their voiceprint matches the specs.
Compensation: Vicious: $300 USD
Usage: Podcast; in perpetuity
Recording Requirements: Actors should have their own booth with quality microphone & recording setup, and computer with reliable internet connectivity.
Tentative Recording Dates: Apr 20-24, 2026. Plan for a single directed recording session of up to two hours.

Shamrock Creative Roster Form:
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The late, great Mel Blanc, the 'Man of a Thousand Voices', and his car crash recovery. Great story!

For two weeks, the doctors called his name.
There was no answer.
Then they called him Bugs Bunny...

On January 24, 1961, Mel Blanc was driving his Aston Martin along Sunset Boulevard when another car crossed the line at a notorious bend known as Dead Man’s Curve. The collision was violent enough to fold steel around him. His legs shattered. His pelvis broke apart. His skull fractured in three places.
It took rescue crews thirty minutes to cut him out of the wreckage.
He never woke up.
At UCLA Medical Center, Mel Blanc slipped into a coma so deep it frightened even seasoned neurologists. His wife spoke to him. His son leaned close and begged him to respond. Nurses repeated his name day after day, hoping for a flicker, a movement, anything.
Nothing came back.
The silence felt especially cruel because of who he was.
By 1961, Mel Blanc was everywhere, even when you couldn’t see him. Bugs Bunny. Daffy Duck. Porky Pig. Tweety. Sylvester. Yosemite Sam. Foghorn Leghorn. Speedy Gonzales. Barney Rubble. Dozens more. Warner Bros. didn’t cast voices. They called Mel.
They called him the Man of a Thousand Voices, though the real number was probably higher. When he worked, his body changed with the sound. His face twisted, his posture shifted, his hands moved. He didn’t imitate characters. He disappeared into them.
Now the man who had filled radios, televisions, and movie theaters with sound lay completely still.
Two weeks passed.
Then one neurologist decided to stop doing what wasn’t working.
Dr. Louis Conway stepped into the room, leaned close to the bed, and asked a question no one else had thought to ask.
“How are you feeling today, Bugs Bunny?”
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then a thin, raspy voice pushed its way out of the silence.
“Eh… just fine, Doc. How are you?”
The room froze.
The doctor tried again. “Tweety, are you there?”
“I tawt I taw a puddy tat.”
The voices were weak, but they were unmistakable.
Somehow, Mel Blanc’s characters were easier for his injured brain to reach than his own name. Bugs Bunny surfaced before Mel Blanc did. The personalities he had lived inside for decades were still there, intact, waiting.
Over the next days, the pattern held. Speak to him as Mel, and the response came slowly, if at all. Speak to him as Bugs or Daffy or Tweety, and the connection was clearer, stronger. The voices that had entertained millions were now pulling him back toward consciousness.
Recovery was brutal. He was encased in a full-body cast, unable to sit, stand, or turn on his own. But the world he had built with his voice didn’t stop needing him.
The Flintstones was still in production. Looney Tunes still needed sound. Rather than replace him, the studios brought the work to him.
Recording equipment was installed in his hospital room. Later, it followed him home. Scripts were held above his face while he lay flat on his back. His co-stars gathered around his bed. His son Noel sat beside him, turning pages when Mel couldn’t lift his arms.
Every voice was still there.
Daws Butler filled in briefly, but Blanc returned as soon as he could. By Christmas that year, he appeared on The Jack Benny Program on crutches and in a wheelchair, performing as if nothing essential had been lost.
He kept working for nearly thirty more years.
His final film was Who Framed Roger Rabbit in 1988. He died the following year at eighty-one. His gravestone reads: That’s All Folks.
It sounds like a punchline. It isn’t.
What happened in that hospital room revealed the truth of his life’s work. Mel Blanc didn’t just act. He built identities so deeply inside himself that when his own name couldn’t reach him, they could.
For two weeks, the doctors called Mel Blanc, and he was gone.
They called Bugs Bunny, and he came back.
Some say Bugs Bunny saved his life.
The truth is quieter.
Mel Blanc loved his characters so completely that when everything else slipped away, they were still there, waiting to lead him home.

A little perspective from someone who's "on the other side of it". 'Many people may be great for the role, and it could just come down to a gut feeling.' So... Try not to get down if someone else gets the role, you may have made a good impression & just don't know it. Keep going!

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