Surf is the wave activity in the area between the shoreline and outer limit of breakers. It may refer to a breaking wave in shallow water, upon the shore, or in the area in which waves break
Surf may also refer to:
RADIO STATION | GENRE | LOCATION |
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KRRF-FM 106.3 (The Surf) Goleta, CA | Classic Rock | USA |
Surf Radio Clubbing | Dance,Electronica | France |
Surf Radio | Top 40 | France |
Surf FM | Pop | France |
Surf Radio 80 | 80s | France |
Haunted by the death of her daughter, the beautiful yet tragic Carmen takes to the open roads of the American southwest, looking for healing and redemption, only to find herself confronted by the most terrifying and violent threat she has ever faced... her own mind.
Plot
An 8-year-old girl is taken from her home and convinced that her family does not want her anymore. After enduring years of horror, she and her fellow victim are dumped by their capturers. Now, 17 years old and no one to turn to except each other, they do their best to survive life on the streets, until one day she finally accepts the help of a shelter counselor to find her way home. However, what she truly finds is the love of her life and that you can never go back. "Gardens of the Night", is a haunting, gritty and topical story which delves deep into the world of child abduction and where it often leads... for the "lucky ones." The writer/director, Damian Harris bases his story on the kids, counselors, cops and pimps he met during two years of research.
Keywords: 555-phone-number, abuse, african-american, airplane, ambiguous-ending, amusement-park, attempted-suicide, backpack, bathroom, bathtub
Young Leslie: [first lines - reading] The marsh ended in a broad plain where the light twinkled. It was a long time since Mowgli had concerned himself with the doings of men. "I will look", he said, "and I will see how far the Man-Pack has changed." The door of the hut opened, and a woman stood peering into the darkness. "Who calls?", said the woman, a quiver in her voice. "Have you forgotten?", said Mowgli. His throat was dry as he spoke.
Young Leslie: [reading] Then they began their long flight. And the flight of the Monkey People, through tree-land, is one of the things nobody can describe.
Young Leslie: [last lines - reading] "Come back", she whispered, "come back, for I love you. Come back again, by night or by day. This door is never shut to you." Mowgli's throat worked as though the cords in it were being pulled, and his voice seemed to be dragged from it as he answered, "I will surely come back."
Leslie: Friends are just people who haven't fucked you over yet.
Plot
Fourteen years ago, Dr. Karl Matthews, head of Government Biolab 83, is savagely murdered by ancient soul-taker, MR. HELL. Today, Dr. Matthews' daughter, Tyler, has returned to the scene of her father's death. Unknown to Tyler, MR. HELL has also returned. To complicate this house of horrors, a group of mercenaries has invaded the lab to steal a deadly vial of bacterium. Many will soon suffer grisly deaths, along with having their eyes(the windows to the soul)harvested by MR. HELL.
Keywords: gore, houston-texas
They say your eyes are the windows to your soul---and MR. HELL is in need of fresh souls!
Plot
A group of teenagers try to sort out their lives and emotions while bizarre experiences happen to each one, including alien abductions, bad acid trips, bisexual experiences, suicides, bizarre deaths, and a rape by a TV star. All of this happens before "the greatest party of the year".
Keywords: adolescence, aerobics-class, aids, alien, alien-abduction, alienation, american-flag, anorexia, apocalypse, armageddon
"sexy, psychedelic, dementedly funny, with a sensational soundtrack... it's like clueless with nipple rings."
Let the love feast begin
Mel: Isn't sex the best tension release there is? It's like a really good sweaty game of racquetball. Except you get to come at the end.
Mel: Who ever said you care about me, anyways?::Dark: Didn't I give you my Cap'n Crunch decoder ring back in the 6th grade?
[first lines]::Dark: [voice-over] L.A. is like... nowhere. Everybody who lives here is lost.
Lucifer: I gotta burn off these calories fast, before I blow up. Let's go rollerblading or something. You wanna come along, Dark?::Dark: I'd rather have my ball hairs burned off with an acetylene torch!::Lucifer: Well, that can be arranged.
Lilith: Blood is cool.
Shad: I heard a story that last week down in Brentwood, a guy croaked and nobody knew he had died alone in his house. By the time they found him, his pet dog had eaten his dead face off.::Lilith: Dogs eating people is cool.
Dark's Mom: Uh! It's soggy as a wet armpit in here. How long where you in that shower abusing yourself? You pump your handle too much, young man. If you keep this up, one day it's just going to wither up and fall off!::Dark Smith: Shut-up shut-up shut-up shut-up!
Alyssa: [after stuffing their faces with cake] Uh, I am so stuffed. Are you gonna... you know... upchuck?::Dingbat: I promised my mom that I wouldn't do that anymore. You?::Alyssa: I'm just gonna do a bunch of speed later and not eat for, like... three days. What about you, Egg?::Egg: I'm gonna be sick...
Handjob: How about you sit on my face and cut a nice, big, juicy fart?
Shad: [giggling] I... wanna... die. LET'S ALL DIE.
Get ready for one hell of a ride!
Surf is the only way I say
To make music with the ocean day by day
I surf all day play music all night
And I just can't wait till the morning light to go
Chorus:
Surf wooowooowah ooh
Surf everybody go surfwooo wooo wah ooh
Surf, Surf
I check all the island breaks I know
But the place I go is the Kaiser Bowl
I surf with the guys from the Kaiser Surf Crew
Daddy Mooch, Bob and Dennis too we all
(Chorus)
Bridge:
Wamiea, Sunset, Pipeline Haleiwa, Velzy Land
Bomburas, Rock Piles, Ala Moana and the Kaiser Bowl
Everybody go
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Once you learn all the radical moves
I know it will put you in the groove
Go off the lip and in the tube
If I can do it so can you.So go
(Chorus)
Surf will never ever die
Cause the feeling makes me fly so high
My love for surf is very strong
So the ocean is where I belong.We go
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Amazing, grace-filled guiding light See her safely home tonight The east-side squares've grown cold and loud Since I lived there with the twilight crowd The west end lights have lost their wow
Trail my thoughts, show me the way to the heart of her I'm half-lost, wondering if I should follow Or lay low
Sweet, slight arresting bright light smile Peels back the layered big city style And reveals me in the mystery of what her world could mean to me She's an island girl I'm lost at sea
When I was young the radio played just for me, it saved me And now I don't want anyone who wants me, baby Tuning out the darkness Turning on the dawn If life was like the songs, I'd surf across the curved horizon and forget her and be gone
So I check my map for tiny signs Of where she's at and where she's been But it's made from scraps of stupid lines From songs and scenes and magazines It doesn't tell me what it means
Take her face out of the start of the day for me I'm half crazed, wondering if I should follow Or let it go
Can't get straight Lost my way I'm overcome by her spell