Ryan Seacrest: 'Dark Lord of Hosts'

Napping is for mortals. The Angel of the Bottomless Pit has souls to harvest, a mission demanding as much science as art. Seacrest’s voice — full of wiseass pep — has worked on radio for more than half his present incarnation, dating to his high school days in suburban Atlanta. It is not a versatile or interesting voice — expunged of all traces of any but the most generic middle-American accent, it is the aural equivalent of a bag of fast-food fries — but it is quick and, in a familiar sort of way, engaging.

By Scott Raab, Esquire Magazine (2006)