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People with the surname Barlow:
Michael Steven Bublé ( /ˈbuːbleɪ/; born 9 September 1975) is an Italian Canadian singer and actor. He has won several awards, including three Grammy Awards and multiple Juno Awards. His first album reached the top ten in Canada and the UK. He found a worldwide audience with his 2005 album It's Time, and his 2007 album Call Me Irresponsible which reached number one on the Canadian Albums Chart, the U.K. Albums Chart, the U.S. Billboard 200 albums chart, the Australian ARIA Albums Chart and several European charts. Bublé has sold more than 30 million albums worldwide.
Michael Bublé was born in the City of Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada to Lewis Bublé, a salmon fisherman, and Amber (née Santagà). He has two younger sisters, Crystal (an actress) and Brandee. He attended Seaforth Elementary School and Cariboo Hill Secondary School. According to an Oprah interview on 9 October 2009, Bublé dreamed of becoming a famous singer since age two. When he was a teenager, he slept with his Bible and prayed to become a singer. Bublé's interest in jazz music began around age five when his family played Bing Crosby's White Christmas album at Christmas time. The first time that his family noticed his singing talent was at Christmas time when Bublé was 13 years old, and they heard him powerfully sing the phrase "May your days be merry and bright" when the family was singing to the song "White Christmas" in a car ride.
Robert Peter "Robbie" Williams (born 13 February 1974) is an English singer-songwriter, vocal coach and occasional actor. He is a member of the pop group Take That.
Williams rose to fame in the band's first run in the early- to mid-1990s. After many disagreements with the management and certain group members, Williams left the group in 1995 to launch his solo career. On 15 July 2010, it was announced he had rejoined Take That and that the group intended to release a new album in November 2010 which became the second fastest-selling album of all-time in UK chart history and the fastest-selling record of the century.
Williams has sold over 70 million records worldwide, which ranks him among the best-selling music artists worldwide. He is the best-selling British solo artist in the United Kingdom and the best selling non-Latino artist in Latin America. Six of his albums are among the top 100 biggest-selling albums in the United Kingdom. He has also been honoured with seventeen BRIT Awards—more than any other artist—and seven ECHO Awards. In 2004, he was inducted into the UK Music Hall of Fame after being voted as the "Greatest Artist of the 1990s."
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Astral Shit Show, the first film from Mario Ashkar and the moon baby, invites you to take an uncomfortable look into the life of sociopath and celebrity, moon baby. The film is shot in split-screen to show the possibility of multiple memories, realities, and histories. The film starts as a mockumentary of a celebratante readying herself for a surprise wedding day and spirals into a hysteric synapse of music and murder. Part narrative, part art film, part music video.
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Bartlow & Mark - FBI agents hired to watch a witness that holds the key to bringing down a deadly crime organization. Bartlow, the young hot rookie agent is duped and seduced by a sexy witness. His partner Mark, may also fall trap to the sexual weapon that their witness posses. Comedy pilot.
Welcome, to Backwater County.
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It is twenty years in the future, and the planet has been devastated by vicious fire-breathing dragons. The last vestiges of humanity now struggle for survival at remote outposts. In a ruined castle in the English countryside, Quinn is desperately trying to hold together a band of frightened, restless survivors. As a boy, Quinn watched his mother die protecting him from one of the beasts, and is still haunted by the memory. One day, a group of American rogues shows up, led by a brash, tough-guy named Van Zam. He claims to have discovered a way to kill the dragons once and for all, and enlists Quinn's help. But doing so will force Quinn to confront his own frightening memories. This, and Quinn's responsibilities to those that are under his protection, results in a battle of wills between the two men. In the end, events cause them both to realize that they must work together to defeat the monsters--both without and within.
Keywords: 2020s, alarm, american, animated-map, animated-scene, armor, arrow, ashes, audio-montage, axe
Fight Fire With Fire
The Battle Ignites July 12
They're extremely intelligent. Highly evolved. And they don't like sharing the planet.
Quinn Abercromby: [narration] We have to go on. We have to outlast them. Only one species is getting out if this alive.
[last lines]::Quinn Abercromby: If they come, they'll burn, we'll build. Or maybe I'll just kill 'em.::Alex: And here I thought optimism was against your nature.::Quinn Abercromby: It's a recent development.::Alex: [laughs] Well, here's to evolution.
Denton Van Zan: Envy the country that has heroes, huh? I say pity the country that needs them.
Creedy: Only one thing worse than a dragon... Americans.
Quinn Abercromby: What do we do when we are awake?::The Children: Keep two eyes on the sky.::Quinn Abercromby: What do we do when we sleep?::The Children: Keep one eye on the sky.::Quinn Abercromby: What do we do when we see them?::The Children: Dig hard, dig deep, go for shelter, and never look back.
[referring to the dragons]::Denton Van Zan: Ever see a male?::Quinn Abercromby: When I'm running for my life I generally don't look back at the plumbing.
Quinn Abercromby: That's a big tank...
[Upon seeing London, totally destroyed by the dragons]::Quinn Abercromby: Well, this town's gone to Hell.
Denton Van Zan: Look out that window, Eden isn't burning its burnt.
Denton Van Zan: You see they have great vision during the day, and even better vision at night. But in the failing light, they can't focus. Magic hour.
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China O'brien; big city police woman; martial arts trainer, is forced to hand in her badge and head home to her father and the small town where she grew up. The peaceful town she knew is now struggling against the clutches of organized crime. When her father, the town sheriff, is killed China decides to run for his position and clean up the town. The poll results spark a series of confrontations that finally decide who runs the town . . .
Keywords: action-heroine, assault-rifle, blood, blood-splatter, brutality, brutality, corruption, death, deputy-sheriff, election
STARTLING as looking down the barrel of a loaded gun!
Every Desperate Moment Brought Them Closer To Gunpoint!
[first lines]::[Bob Dennis is practicing aiming and firing his gun]::Alvin Dennis: You're sure itchin' to use that thing again, ain't ya?::Bob Dennis: Never hurts to be ready.::Alvin Dennis: You're always ready. Put it away.::Bob Dennis: You're nervous, huh?::Alvin Dennis: Yeah, well, I wouldn't be if it wasn't for you.
Bob Dennis: I'm sick of these two-bit towns. What's wrong with a place like Abilene for instance?::Alvin Dennis: Everything, as far as we're concerned.::Bob Dennis: They're bound to have a lot of cash on hand. They've got to pay off the trail drives.::Alvin Dennis: That's just it. Where's there's a lot of cash, there's a lot of guns.::Bob Dennis: We're not exactly amateurs.::Alvin Dennis: That's why we're alive. And we'll stay that way as long as we stick to the small towns.
The Stranger: Jack Wright? For some reason or other that name sounds familiar.::Jack Wright: Yeah, it should. I'm the local hero.::The Stranger: You don't say.::Jack Wright: You're looking at the man who shot the notorious Alvin Dennis from a distance of half a mile... with a slingshot.
Bob Dennis: I'm going to get him. I'm going to get him if it's the last thing I do. And he's mine. No matter what happens, he's mine... do you understand? All you have to do is cover me. And we're not leavin' that town till that storekeeper's guts have been shot out.
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Dodge City. A wide-open cattle town run by Jeff Surrett. Even going on a children's Sunday outing is not a safe thing to do. What the place needs is a fearless honest Marshal. A guy like Wade Hatton, who helped bring the railroad in. It may not help that he fancies Abbie Irving, who won't have anything to do with him since he had to shoot her brother. But that's the West.
Keywords: 1860s, 1870s, auction, barber, barber-shop, barroom-brawl, bartender, bison, buffalo, buggy
It's Errol Flynn In His Greatest Role . . . A picture for every red-blooded son and daughter of the stars and stripes !
West of Chicago there was no law!
West of Dodge City there was no God!
Wade Hatton: I'm going to have you indicted for murder as an accessory after the fact.::Bud Taylor: I had nothing to do with it!::Wade Hatton: You're going to be dancing in thin air just the same as Yancey. Now, do you want to swing or do you want to tell me and save your neck?
[Wade throws one of Surrett's men out of the barbershop]::Wade Hatton: About ten days for this customer, Tex. Five to cool off and five to think it over.
Tex Baird: Hey, Wade! You ain't gonna keep me in here, are you?::Wade Hatton: I'm sorry, Tex, you read that notice the same as anyone else. Three days in there won't do you a bit of harm.::Tex Baird: Ah, but you can't do this to me after all we have been through together. We fought the war together, built a railroad together. We ate, drank, slept, lived and died together.::Wade Hatton: And now we're going to be in jail together. You in there and me out here.
Jeff Surrett: You see, I make $100,000 a year one way or another. Frankly, I don't need that much money. So naturally, I'd be willing to make a deal with anybody that would, uh, well, sort of see things my way. Make a mighty good deal for both of us.::Wade Hatton: You mean a little friendly bribery, huh?::Jeff Surrett: Well, you can catch more flies with molasses than you can with vinegar.
Dr. Irving: I tell you, Ellen, we're the public disgrace of America. You know what the New York newspapers are saying? There's no law west of Chicago... and west of Dodge City, no God!
Wade Hatton: You know, out here the trail boss has sometimes even got to take the law into his own hands.::Abbie Irving: Oh, yes, pioneering I believe you call it, don't you?
Col. Dodge: Ladies and gentlemen, today a great chapter of history has been written. And we take justifiable pride in bringing this railroad to the terminal furthest in this country. Someday, and I believe in the near future, a great city will spring from this very spot upon which we now stand. A city which will represent all that the West stands for: honesty, courage, morality and culture. For all the noble virtues of civilization, I can see a great metropolis of homes, churches, schools; a fine, decent city which will become the flower of the prairie.
Title Card: Dodge City, Kansas - 1872. Longhorn cattle center of the world and wide-open Babylon of the American frontier - packed with settlers, thieves and gunmen.
Title Card: Dodge City... rolling in wealth from the great Texas trail-herds... the town that knew no ethics but cash and killing.
Wade Hatton: Well, what's the news in Dodge?::Charley: Well, just about the same as always. Gamblin', drinkin', and killin'. Mostly killin'.
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Unable to pay her notes, Ann Bradford, owner of the Circle C, decides to auction off a half-interest in her ranch. Matt Stark, a crooked land dealer, holds Ann's notes. His efforts to buy the ranch have been refused and his instructs his henchman, Barlow, and his other henchmen to make certain that nobody bids on the ranch. Clint Buckley rides into town on the day of the auction, overhears Stark's instructions to his henchies, and decides to attend the sale. Barlow attempts to intimidate him, they fight, Buckley wins and his bid of $25,000 wins him a half-interest in the Circle C. But, Stark, isn't finished yet in his efforts to get the ranch, especially since a couple of his hirelings are on the Circle C payroll.
Keywords: 1880s, attorney, auction, auctioneer, b-movie, b-western, cattle-ranch, check, cowboy, crook
SPINE-CHILLING Action! HEART-WARMING Romance! BLOOD-STIRRING Melodies! (original poster)
Candy wants to be a star but Hollywood is just to far,
From nowhere North Dakota USA
She went from pigtails in her hair to cam girl in her underwear
A Tokyo to Memphis matinee
No love from her mother a stranger stepfather now
But Candy she said she’s seen too much she’s falling out of touch
She only wants to run away
She’s waving, we’re watching while she drowns. she’s turning upside down
Now Candy’s got to run away run away now,
Run away now
Hormones and amphetamines in every bite, in every stream
Test tube generation on the slab
Ritalin with milk and Shreddies keeps her nervous fingers steady
Thank your teachers, doctors, mom and dad
Her alter invention gets all the attention now
But Candy she said she’s seen too much, she’s falling out of touch
She only wants to run away
She’s waving we’re watching while she drowns, she’s turning upside down
Now Candy’s got to run away run away now,
Run away now
You’re beautiful, beautiful she can’t hear that enough
You’re beautiful, beautiful...enough
But Candy she said she’s seen too much, she’s falling out of touch
She only wants to run away
She’s waving we’re watching while she drowns, she’s turning upside down
Now Candy’s got to run away, run away now,
Christine's Depression never seems to end,
cuz she'll never be as skinny as the girls on friends.
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a q-tip
she'd take stupid over fat.
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today,
And she walked away
(ooooh they walk away)
Malcoms got his image,
his rock and his glock,
And if he lives to see 20 he will beat the clock.
He's got his ride, his pride and girls by his side
He makes a stance with a gun in his hand.
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray,
and he walked away.
(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away)
and the destination is clear,
anywhere but here.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars
(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2
So walk away from the boyfriend losers and
the the shame of the game that your brain knows your loosing,
the job that you do,
it just robs you of who you can be when you're free from this mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone
With your chatroom friends, calling at ramones,
but the phone don't ring,
Joey just sings,
sedated.
You've gotta learn to hate it.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
(oooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter (gutter, gutter)
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered (brains all cluttered, all cluttered).
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars (scars, scars),
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars. (stars, stars)
The girls last words were a perfect kiss
She knows a place that I can't resist
I finally made it to the sunset strip
Palm trees beaches and junky needles
Pin up gangsters and pre fat beatles
The little pills, that make you feel okay
and those west coast girls
let 'em drown in pearls
LA, LA, LA'AAA, LA
(bah da buh buh ba ba ba)
Botox, Face lifts and suicides
Skin so stretched the women look surprised
Filthy clean white colar crimeless break?
The promise land of milk and decup honey
All the flowers kind of smell like money
Above this smog I think it might be sunnier
and all those westcoast girls
live in disney world
LA (all this water not a drop to drink)
LA (what you say is never what you think)
LA'AAAAAAA
LA (bah da buh buh ba ba ba)
California Screaming
California Screaming
LA(california), LA (california), LA'AAAAA, LA
(bah da buh buh ba ba ba)
LA (all this water not a drop to drink)
LA (what you say is never what you think)
LA'AAAAAAA
LA (bah da buh buh ba ba ba)
Well I smoked up all my roaches
And all that's left is ash
Taking bottles back for quarters,
Sold my TV for the cash
Had to move back to my mom's house
No more parties, no more fun
She makes me go to church on Sundays,
At least I get my laundry done
How low low low can you get,
How low low low can you get
When you haven't hit rock bottom
How low low low can you get
Well my high school guidance councilor
Said computers and the net
But the NASDAQ's bust and my dot com's dust
And I'm drinking to forget
So I took my girl for dinner,
Another night at Taco Bell
It's a 49 cent burrito
And a fifth of Muscatel
How low low low can you get,
How low low low can you get
When you haven't hit rock bottom
How low low low can you get
So you're hanging out with the homeless
And you're bumming cigarettes
When you haven't hit rock bottom
How low low low can you get
Cuz I played by the rules,
Did my time in school
I'm an A-plus educated
Food stamp fool
Now I got no dough,
no HMO,
No future,
No where to go
How low low low can you get,
How low low low can you get
When you haven't hit rock bottom
How low low low can you get
So you bump into an old friend of yours
He say's man we've never met
When you haven't hit rock bottom
How low low low can you get
So lets talk about the good times,
Cuz I'm starting to forget
When you haven't hit rock bottom
She was a Baptist
He was a model
She said she never had a drink but she’s gonna drink the worm out the bottle
Chugging on the jug of life
He found Jesus
She found her G-spot
Is took her 21 years and a couple of beers to make the world stop
Waiting for the end to come
And they don’t mind dying
I’m just living on a perfect day
Riding on a perfect wave
Waiting for the end to come
Enjoy your visit no one gets to stay
Never let it slip away
Waiting for the end to come
She was straight edge, he was pre-med
Found em ankles and ears in the backroom dancing with the dead heads
Sucking on the breast of life
With a shot glass, chin strap, carburetor, mud flap
Can’t afford a chicken so you got to get a hooker in a hatch back
Waiting for the end to come
And it smells like Monday
Ahh and I don’t even care I want no death bed regrets
So stop ringing that bell 'cause I’m not finished yet
I’m just living on a perfect day
Riding on a perfect wave
Waiting for the end to come
Enjoy your visit no one gets to stay
Never let it slip away
There's a real cool couple living on my street
They smile and wave every time we meet
They've been together for the past five years
They're perfectly happy and perfectly queer
Its not a Brady Bunch episode
They're not the Cunninghams its not the Cosby Show
That black and white world didn't ever exist
Who says a family needs a mister and miss
They've got a dream
Picture the scene
They want to drive down to Vegas
Get married by Elvis
Get drunk on champagne and get legally laid
They'll cherish the kisses
As missus and missus
Now is that so terribly strange
Ain't it strange
"Give it a one one twenty in a Cadillac boom boom boom and me never look back"
Now it's a long, long way out of Buffalo
Thay've got the Dom on ice and a slice to go
In a top down Caddy in the desert breeze
Romeo and Juliet meet Thelma and Louise
They've got the radio, they've got one CD
Top 40 and some old Lou Reed
They got caffeine and gasoline
It's the Great Escape starring Jean McQueen
I think tonight
They'll both wear white
They want to drive down to Vegas
Get married by Elvis
Get drunk on champagne and get legally laid
They'll cherish the kisses
As missus and missus
Now is that so terribly strange
The St. Louisa school girl
Corona on her breath
Push up ammunition
Smoke some crystal meth
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Sugar Fairy Princess never been before
Bald headed bouncers counting 1-2-3
She just walked right in and showed her fake I.D. and said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
she said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
The ruler infiltration
Over enemy lines
On the name of freedom
Win a real good time
4am confession in the bathroom stall
She’s under surveillance and a disco ball
She’s dancing on the speakers, call security
And she just shakes her ass and shows her fake I.D. and says…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen (yeah)
she said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Well she’s a James Bond, side dong? operation Hong Kong
Her daddy’s sleepin now they’ve got the systems gone wrong
Sucker
Well all she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
All she wants to…
All she wants to…
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Sucker, I’m only seventeen (yeah)
she said…
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Well she’s a James Bond, side dong? operation Hong Kong
Her daddy’s sleepin now they’ve got the systems gone wrong
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
Sucker, I’m only seventeen
All she wants to do
All she wants to do
All she wants to do is rock the big dance floor
Well I backstroked through my high school years
Changing lanes and changing gears
Thought I was invincible
Thinking I could change the world
Cutting classes breaking rules
The learning started after school
You were there we’d slip away
Drive right through the yawning day and...
Cruise
Never check the review mirror
Cruise
Watch the future getting clearer
Shut your mouth and close your eyes
Put the seat back let me drive and cruise
With a name tag and a bright blue vest
They put the handcuffs on your wrist
Your careless summer’s been replaced
A smile's a stranger to your face
And my fingers punch the cold white keys
I’m commas and apostrophes
Someday we’ll get out of this
Leave a postcard on the desk and...
Cruise
Never stop to think about it
Cruise
Not a single doubt about it
Feet don’t ever touch the ground
So high we’re not coming down we cruise
And my body aches
For the warm embrace
Of a better day
Oh it’s not too late to slip away