Plot
The year is 2013 and Snake Plissken is back but this time it's L.A., which through the agency of earthquakes has become an island of the damned. But something has gone wrong in this new moral order, because the President's daughter has absconded to L.A. with a detonation device, and Snake is commandeered to retrieve it. But just below the surface there is a coiled Snake ready to strike.
Keywords: 2000s, 2010s, action-hero, ak-47, ambulance, ambush, amusement-park, anti-hero, arrest, bare-chested-male
Plan your escape this Summer
Snake Is Back.
Plan Your Escape.['LA' from 'Plan' and 'Escape' are highlighted]
The man with the patch has escaped N.Y., try L.A. in the apocalypse
[the Surgeon General gropes Taslima's breasts]::Surgeon General of Beverly Hills: My God, they're real!
President: All right, I've heard enough. Would you explain to this foot soldier why he's going to do what we tell him to do.::Snake Plissken: What's he talking about?::Malloy: The Plutoxin Seven virus.::Brazen: Genetically engineered. 100% pure death.::Malloy: It starts with a slight headache, then turns into a fever that gets worse. After a short time, you crash. You bleed out like a stuck pig. Not a pretty sight.::Snake Plissken: I get it. You figure that you inject that shit into me, and under the threat of death, I'll do whatever you say... just like in New York.::Malloy: You got it... Snake!::Snake Plissken: One question: which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?::Malloy: You don't understand. It's already in you.::[Snake looks down at his hand, where it was scratched earlier]::Brazen: Catches on quick, doesn't he?
[after the President orders Snake executed]::Malloy: On my command... FIRE!::[the soldiers open fire, without effect. Malloy grabs a rifle, walks up to Snake, and swings the butt through his body]::Brazen: He's not even *here*! He's a hologram!::Snake Plissken: Catches on quick, doesn't she?
[rumble]::Snake Plissken: What's that?::Pipeline: Tsu-nami, Snake! Tsunami!
President: What's it going to be, Plissken? Them or us?::Snake Plissken: I shut down the third world, you win they lose. I shut down America, they win, you lose. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Snake Plissken: Sad story. You got a smoke?
[to the crowd]::Cuervo Jones: I give you the death of SNAKE PLISSKEN!
Snake Plissken: By the way, who gives me the antidote?::Malloy: A medical team will be standing by.::Snake Plissken: Neither one of you?::Malloy: No.::Snake Plissken: Good!::[Snake opens fire on Malloy and Brazen with his assault rifle, but to no effect. Malloy and Brazen do not flinch or even blink]::Malloy: Ha! We thought you might try that, hotshot. That's why the first clip is loaded with blanks. Bye bye, Snake. Good luck!
President: Man is too dumb to survive L.A.::Malloy: We're holograms, Plissken.
Malloy: For God sakes, don't do it, Snake!::Snake Plissken: The name's Plissken.::[pushes the button]
Lawrence Welk (March 11, 1903 – May 17, 1992) was an American musician, accordionist, bandleader, and television impresario, who hosted The Lawrence Welk Show from 1955 to 1982. His style came to be known to his large number of radio, television, and live-performance fans (and critics) as "champagne music".
In 1996, Welk was ranked #43 on TV Guide's 50 Greatest TV Stars of All Time.
Welk was born in the German-speaking community of Strasburg, North Dakota. He was sixth of the eight children of Ludwig and Christiana (Schwahn) Welk, ethnic Germans who emigrated to America in 1892 from Selz, Kutschurgan District, in the German-speaking area north of Odessa (now Odessa, Ukraine, but then in southwestern Russia).
The family lived on a homestead that today is a tourist attraction. They spent the cold North Dakota winter of their first year under an upturned wagon covered in sod.[citation needed]
Welk decided on a career in music and persuaded his father to buy a mail-order accordion for $400 (equivalent to $4,641 as of 2012). He promised his father that he would work on the farm until he was 21, in repayment for the accordion. Any money he made elsewhere during that time, doing farmwork or performing, would go to his family.
Stephen Ray "Stevie" Vaughan (October 3, 1954 – August 27, 1990) was an American guitarist, vocalist, songwriter, and a notable recording artist. Often referred to by his initials, SRV, he is best known as the leader of the blues rock band Double Trouble, with whom he recorded four studio albums. Influenced by guitarists of various genres, Vaughan emphasized intensity and emotion in his guitar playing, and favored vintage guitars and amplifiers. He became one of the leading blues rock musicians, encompassing multiple styles, including jazz and ballads.
Born and raised in Dallas as the younger brother of Jimmie Vaughan, he moved to Austin at the age of 17, and formed the band, Triple Threat Revue, that evolved into a band called Double Trouble, in 1978. Accompanied by drummer Chris Layton, bassist Tommy Shannon, and later, keyboardist Reese Wynans, Vaughan became an important figure in Texas blues, a loud, swing-driven fusion of blues and rock. Despite the breakthrough success of Double Trouble's debut Epic album, Texas Flood (1983), Vaughan entered a period of alcohol and drug addiction. In 1986, he successfully completed rehabilitation and released the album In Step in (1989). On August 27, 1990, while departing a concert venue by helicopter in East Troy, Wisconsin, Vaughan was killed when the helicopter crashed into the side of a ski hill. His death triggered a global outpouring of grief, and as many as 3,000 people reportedly attended his public memorial service in Dallas.
Dick Dale (born Richard Anthony Monsour on May 4, 1937) is an American surf rock guitarist, known as The King of the Surf Guitar. He experimented with reverberation and made use of custom made Fender amplifiers, including the first-ever 100-watt guitar amplifier.
Dale was born in South Boston, Massachusetts and lived in nearby Quincy until the eleventh grade. He is of Lebanese, Polish and Belarusian descent (however, his father was not born in Lebanon). He and his family moved to Orange County, California in 1954. He learned to surf and became interested in music. He soon learned to play the drums, the ukulele, the trumpet, and finally the guitar.
Among his early musical influences was his uncle. Dale is often credited as one of the first electric guitarists to employ fast playing scales in his playing. Dale himself was a surfer and wanted his music to reflect the sounds he heard in his mind while surfing. While he is primarily known for introducing the use of guitar reverb that would give the guitar a "wet" sound, which has since become a staple of surf music, it was Dale's staccato picking that was his trademark. Since Dale is left-handed, he was initially forced to play a right-handed model but then went to a left handed model. However, he did so without restringing the guitar, leading him to effectively play the guitar upside-down (while Hendrix would restring his guitar), and he often played by reaching over the fretboard rather than wrapping his fingers up from underneath. Dale is also noted for playing his percussive, heavy bending style while using what are, for most guitarists, extremely heavy gauge string sets (16p, 18p, 20p. 38w, 48w, 58w; guitar string manufacturers do not make string sets for standard tuned electric guitars heavier than 13 to 56).
Get out the crane
Construction time again
What is it this time
We're laying a pipeline
Let the beads of sweat flow
Until the ends have met though
Could take a long time
Working on the pipeline
Taking from the greedy
Giving to the needy
On this golden day
Works been sent our way
That could last a lifetime
Working on the pipeline
From the heart of our land
To the mouth of the man
Must reach him sometime
We're laying a pipeline
Taking from the greedy
(B.Spickard, B.Carman)
[Instrumental]
Waiting in my corner, waiting on the bell
I was coming off the ropes, I was going to give them hell
Now I'm waiting
Waiting on the lyric, waiting on the song
I know the muse is coming, I'm holding on
I'm waiting
Waiting on the chances, waiting on the breaks
Waiting on an opportunity that I could take
I'm still waiting
Chorus
And all the time I wonder why
Just what or who the hell I am
Where I'm at, where I'm from
Where I'm going, where I belong
Tell me where I'm coming from
Because I'm waiting in the pipeline
Waiting on a message, waiting on a sign
I was waiting on my holy grail to shine
Waiting with the crossword, waiting on reviews
Waiting on something or someone to give me a clue
I'm still waiting
Chorus
And all the time I wonder why
Just what or who the hell I am
Where I'm at, where I'm from
Where I'm going, where I belong
Why do you keep me waiting on
Because I'm waiting in the pipeline
If the carpet that I'm sitting on could fly
If the ring that's on my finger was a sorcerer's charm
If the cloak that I'm wearing could hide me away
I could wait for forever and a day
If the lady that I'm waiting on isn't mine
Then the castles that I'm building are on shifting sands
If the dream that I'm chasing isn't true
Then the light at the end of the tunnel is just a wrecker's fire
Waiting in the pipeline, waiting on the silence
Waiting on the sound, waiting in the backstage
Waiting on the crowd, waiting
Waiting on the critic, waiting on the gong
Waiting on the DJ to play my song
Play my song, I'm waiting
And all the time I wonder why
Just what or who the hell I am
Where I'm at, where I'm from
Where I'm going, where I belong
Tell me where I'm coming from
Because I'm waiting in the pipeline
Waiting in the pipeline, waiting in the pipeline waiting waiting
[Instrumental]
pipeline is an instrumental song
[Instrumental]