Dylan is a Welsh male given name. It is the traditional approach of spelling the name. It is derived from the elements dy, meaning "great" and llanw, meaning "sea". It is usually a given name in Wales, and in Welsh the first syllable is most often pronounced closer to "dull" than to "dill", thus [ˈdəlan] rather than English /ˈdɪlən/. The name Dylan was the most popular Welsh name given to babies in Wales in 2010 and was in 7th position overall.
Bob Dylan ( /ˈdɪlən/), born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941, is an American singer-songwriter, musician and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an informal chronicler and a seemingly reluctant figurehead of social unrest. A number of Dylan's early songs, such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'", became anthems for the US civil rights and anti-war movements. Leaving his initial base in the culture of folk music behind, Dylan's six-minute single "Like a Rolling Stone" has been described as radically altering the parameters of popular music in 1965. However, his recordings employing electric instruments attracted denunciation and criticism from others in the folk movement.
Dylan's lyrics incorporated a variety of political, social, philosophical, and literary influences. They defied existing pop music conventions and appealed hugely to the then burgeoning counterculture. Initially inspired by the songs of Woody Guthrie,Robert Johnson, and Hank Williams, as well as the music and performance styles of Buddy Holly and Little Richard, Dylan has both amplified and personalized musical genres. His recording career, spanning fifty years, has explored numerous distinct traditions in American song—from folk, blues and country to gospel, rock and roll, and rockabilly to English, Scottish, and Irish folk music, embracing even jazz and swing.
Joan Chandos Baez ( /ˈbaɪ.ɛz/) (born January 9, 1941 as Joan Chandos Báez) is an American folk singer, songwriter, musician and a prominent activist in the fields of human rights, peace and environmental justice.
Baez has a distinctive vocal style, with a strong vibrato. Her recordings include many topical songs and material dealing with social issues.
Baez began her career performing in coffeehouses in Boston and Cambridge, and rose to fame as an unbilled performer at the 1959 Newport Folk Festival. She began her recording career in 1960, and achieved immediate success. Her first three albums, Joan Baez, Joan Baez, Vol. 2, and Joan Baez in Concert all achieved gold record status, and stayed on the charts for two years.
Baez has had a popular hit song with "Diamonds & Rust" and hit covers of Phil Ochs's "There but for Fortune" and The Band's "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down". Other songs associated with Baez include "Farewell, Angelina", "Love Is Just a Four-Letter Word", "Joe Hill", "Sweet Sir Galahad" and "We Shall Overcome". She performed three of the songs at the 1969 Woodstock Festival, helped to bring the songs of Bob Dylan to national prominence, and has displayed a lifelong commitment to political and social activism in the fields of nonviolence, civil rights, human rights and the environment.
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"Bacon" is a comedic look at the sinister and sizzling desires of Jade (Kelsey Zukowski), a struggling addict. Bacon consumes her every thought. Her obsession and infatuation begins affecting her health, relationships, and day-to-day life. Her boyfriend, Jackson (Jason Sullivan) and her meddling ex-roommate, Aubrey (Tina Renee Grace), decide to take drastic measures in getting her clean by depriving her of bacon, the thing she needs most. Jade's withdrawal puts her in a desperate and dark place. Will she get clean or is her intimate love for bacon the strongest weapon of all?
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After hours of late-night driving, they find what looks to be an abandoned haunted house attraction. Once inside, the house goes into a state of lock down. It's a fight for survival when they meet unexpected guests and must do what it takes to escape the walls of the Compound.
You won't make it out of these walls.
The show must go on.
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Determined to find her father, Megan travels across space and time following clues in a book. The journey is fraught with dangerous obstacles and she is forced to rely on good virtues and her inner strength to survive. Befriending a cast of kooky characters that help her along the way she finds her father and rescues him from the villain and, in turn, rescues the villain from himself.
Keywords: based-on-story, book, boots, cowboy, dead-mother, fairy, family-relationships, father-daughter-relationship, friend, goblin
How far would you go for someone you love?
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Three lifestyles, one friendship... Synopsis: While running a local Hollywood café, Dylan, a screenwriter, becomes friends with two very different guys, Mitch and Brandon, who in turn become his customers. Mitch spends time with Dylan shooting pool and chasing girls on their motorcycles, while Brandon entertains Dylan with high nights on X in the company of his Hollywood power circle as they play and dance late into the evenings. In his attempt to be friends with both, he allows each of them to bring out different sides of himself, until his two new friends become toxic in their own unique ways. Dylan struggles with his writing career along the way and in the end throws it all away as he starts from scratch with Julie, his friend throughout. Set in popular local Hollywood hot spots on Vine St. like "The Three of Clubs," "M Bar," "Bliss Café," and classic Old Hollywood locations like "Villa Elaine," (Mann Ray was a resident back in the day), STARTING FROM SCRATCH tells the heartfelt story about the struggle to find love, success and one's self in Hollywood. Starting From Scratch is the directorial début for Tha Voyce. In 2003 Tha Voyce wrote the award winning indi feature FISHES. www.thavoyce.com myspace.com/tha_voyce
Three lifestyles, one friendship
Pete the Poet: Family!
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Eleven year-old Akeelah Anderson's life is not easy: her father is dead, her mom ignores her, her brother runs with the local gangbangers. She's smart, but her environment threatens to strangle her aspirations. Responding to a threat by her school's principal, Akeelah participates in a spelling bee to avoid detention for her many absences. Much to her surprise and embarrassment, she wins. Her principal asks her to seek coaching from an English professor named Dr. Larabee for the more prestigious regional bee. As the possibility of making it all the way to the Scripps National Spelling Bee looms, Akeelah could provide her community with someone to rally around and be proud of -- but only if she can overcome her insecurities and her distracting home life. She also must get past Dr. Larabee's demons, and a field of more experienced and privileged fellow spellers.
Keywords: african-american, airplane, animal-in-title, birthday-party, brother-sister-relationship, bully, child's-point-of-view, child-prodigy, child-protagonist, courage
Changing the world... one word at a time.
Akeelah: [Javier has just kissed her] Why'd you do that?::Javier: I had an impulse. Are you gonna sue me for sexual harassment? [pause, then they both laugh]
Akeelah: [quoting Marianne Williamson] Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.::Dr. Larabee: Does that mean anything to you?::Akeelah: I don't know.::Dr. Larabee: It's written in plain English. What does it mean?::Akeelah: That I'm not supposed to be afraid?::Dr. Larabee: Afraid of what?::Akeelah: Afraid of... me?
Akeelah: Okay. But when I'm at the bee, and they tell me to spell some little fish from Australia or some weird bacteria on the moon, we're going to wish we'd done a little bit more "rotemorizing" and not so much essay reading. If you don't mind me saying.::Dr. Larabee: Bacteria don't exist on the moon.
Dr. Larabee: Where do you think big words come from?::Akeelah: People with big brains?
Akeelah: I'm naturally inquisitive.::Dr. Larabee: Yes, which is also sometimes confused with being naturally obnoxious.
[last lines]::Akeelah: You know that feeling where everything feels right? Where you don't have to worry about tomorrow or yesterday, where you feel safe and know you're doing the best you can? There's a word for that, it's called love. L-O-V-E.
Mr. Welch: So whoever wins the school bee today, gets to represent Crenshaw at the district bee next month.::Akeelah: Why would anybody want to represent a school where they can't even put doors on the toilet stalls?::[coughing]::Mr. Welch: Akeelah, if we can't show students can perform were not going to have money for books let alone bathroom doors. [pause] Now I want you to do the bee today, okay?::Akeelah: So everyone can call me a freak and a brainiac? No I ain't down for no spelling bee.::Mr. Welch: Well, maybe you'd be down for spending the rest of the semester in detention for all your absences?
Derrick-T: Man, that's a white word if I ever heard one. It's a trick. Stop playing!
Katie Kerwin McCrimmon: [commentating on TV] Several of the kids placed very high in last year's bee, especially Dylan Chiu. He's come in second two years in a row.::Derrick-T: Kick his butt, Akeelah! B-U-T-T, butt!
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Left For Dead is a revenge thriller set in a city called Hope, where a crimelord called Kincaid rules with an iron fist. Williams, a former hitman for Kincaid is attacked and left for dead when he tries to leave the organisation. He teams up with Kelso, a kickboxer who had his hands smashed by Kincaid, and together, they seek revenge.
Keywords: british, grindhouse, kickboxing, kung-fu, martial-arts, revenge
They thought he was dead. They were dead wrong.
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In the comedy Daddy Day Care, two fathers lose their jobs in product development at a large food company and are forced to take their sons out of the exclusive Chapman Academy and become stay-at-home fathers. With no job possibilities on the horizon, the two dads open their own day care facility, "Daddy Day Care", and employ some fairly unconventional and sidesplitting methods of caring for children. As "Daddy Day Care" starts to catch on, it launches them into a highly comedic rivalry with Chapman Academy's tough-as-nails director... who has driven all previous competitors out of business.
Keywords: babysitter, bathroom, bee, beehive, beeper, black-humor, bloopers-during-credits, blues-music, body-painting, bribe
D-Day Is Coming
Who's your daddy?
Charlie Hinton: Hey, man, how did it go in there?::Max: ...I missed.::Charlie Hinton: He heh... what does that mean?::Max: I missed!::Charlie Hinton: Oh, hell, no!
Phil: [in the carrot suit] Nobody likes broccoli!::Charlie Hinton: [in the broccoli suit] Ben likes broccoli! Don't you, Ben?::Ben: Nope.::Charlie Hinton: You turned my own sprout against me? Now you're gonna die!
Charlie Hinton: If you don't stop it with that Star Trek stuff, I'm gonna push you in that sticker bush.
Mrs. Gwyneth Harridan: Rock for Daddy Day Care... Do you know what this means?::Jenny: A... chance to prove ourselves in a little healthy competition?::Mrs. Gwyneth Harridan: No, you bubble-headed idiot. It's a deathwish.
Charlie Hinton: Today we need some organization and planned activities.::Phil: No. We need Ritalin and leashes, that's what we need.
Charlie Hinton: So... what else can we learn about?::Jamie: Dolphins. Dolphins are good.::Max: Dolphins are fish!::Becca: No, they're not!::Max: Yeah-huh, they live in water!::Becca: That doesn't mean they're fish!::Charlie Hinton: Hey, hey, hey... Calm down now. Maybe we should just ask another question here.::Jamie: ...Where do babies come from?::Charlie Hinton: Eh, eh... Y'know, why don't we go back to the dolphins, or something other than *that*?
Charlie Hinton: Ok, you're gonna go out straight for a pass, and I want you to be my blocker. You're gonna come across and cut left and I'll...::Max: How 'bout we just run in a circle?::Charlie Hinton: ...Yeah, OK, that's a better idea! How 'bout we just aaaall run in a circle?
Becca: We need more learning about things!::Charlie Hinton: More learning about things?::Becca: Yes. We're at a very critical age. You have to feed our minds!
Ben: Remember when you broke my yo-yo?::Charlie Hinton: I did not break your yo-yo.::Ben: You did!::Charlie Hinton: I did not break your yo-yo.::Ben: Yes, you did!::Charlie Hinton: Your yo-yo was broke.::Ben: Yes, you did! Yes, you did! Admit-admit it! Ya killin me! Ya really killin me!
Kelli: Hi, are you the new daddy?::Marvin: I'm your daddy. [wheeze] I'm not your daddy! I'm your baby's daddy! Er - I'm not your *baby's* daddy! I'm gonna be... I mean, I'm-a... I'm-a... I'm...::Phil: You're Marvin...::Marvin: ...Marvin.
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Standing on the water, casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.
You're a man of the mountain, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care ? Ain't nobody there would want marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangeo indeed could've carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.
Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotow cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time 'til the night comes stepping in.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response.
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.
I heard you threw your phone away
A brave attempt at dodging sympathy
And maybe you're right
Who needs checking up on anyway?
But I remember when I felt my worst
Its friends like you I called on first
The shadows of what seemed so sure
Haunt you as you tread alone
The empty house you bought with her
But even when you're torn apart
Worlds away I feel your pain
And carry you inside my heart
I will search my acquaintance
For a close-lipped friend
With strength and understanding
When I think Ive reached my end
I want to hear your voice again
And it would be so sad
If I learned you never even tried to call me up
But its not so bad
Well I drove into town last Sunday
With one thing on my mind
Get my kid and get on the road
Leave the past behind
We were married five long years
Sometimes it don't work out
But try explaining that to a child
When he asks you what it's all about
He'll say, why can't mommy and daddy live together
Why can't mommy and daddy get along
Why can't friends and family stick together
If everybody's right, then who's wrong
We named our boy Dylan
Just like Zimmerman
And tried to raise him as best we could
Our folks would understand
But Mary ran off late in May
With some guy from a band
And for eighteen months I raised my son
With my own two hands
Then she turned up with some lawyer
He had a paper from the court
Dylan had to go and live with her
I paid child support
Now we're driving down the highway
Just me and my boy at my side
And as he's staring out the window
He hangs his head and sighs
He says, why can't mommy and daddy live together
Why can't mommy and daddy get along
Why can't friends and family stick together