A vintage color TV camera is trained on Welk, and a studio monitor allows you the choice of viewing his image either "live" or on the TV. Studio lights illuminate the stage, and every three minutes an applause sign flashes. Wunnerful, in white tuxedo and orchestra-leading action pose. Patiently waiting for the band to return is a cardboard cutout of Mr. It appears as if the band is on break, perhaps to the village's Par-3 course, their instruments propped in stands. A life-size Lawrence Welk bandstand has been constructed, complete with the famous "LW" music stands. It was given to Welk in honor of his 25th TV anniversary. One is the world's largest champagne glass, bubbling water, lit from inside, and raised on a velvet pedestal. But inside the museum, along with photos and old posters, are two items of spectacular note. Over years of visits, we've haven't noticed much change - a couple of new exhibits, and LW obituaries from 1992 added to the display. And at the resplendent center of things is the Lawrence Welk Museum. Outside are a large bronze quarter note fountain, and a life-sized statue of the Maestro himself, baton in mid-twirl. The sidewalk is studded with bronze musical notes and miniature musical instruments. There is a country club, restaurants, a theater where locals enjoy live Broadway and musical performances (Funny Girl, Chorus Line, Annual "Welk Musical Christmas"), and a museum.įor years, the logo for the village was a quarter note, with the number 18 on its flag, symbolizing Welk's two passions: music and golf (Of late, this has been supplanted by an overly beveled "W" with a dot - international icon for arm-waving orchestra leaders). It is a mobile home time-share community created by the late entertainer, a sprawling 600-acres north of San Diego. Lawrence Welk Resort emerges from the brown desert dirt of southern California, all green and golf coursed, like an Old People Country Safari adventure park. But at the Lawrence Welk Resort, you'll find yourself in a silvery-haired, happy land of polkas, waltzes, and "champagne" tunes. A trip up Escondido's Champagne Boulevard won't do much to help you fathom the dense thermal layer separating Rock 'n' Roll music and That-Which-Came-Before.
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