Broadway and Las Vegas share a lot of talent. But to call it a two-way street is still dangerous.
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as Vegas has such a wealth of talent, it's sometimes hard to tell a pro venture apart from community theater.
Take a topless dancer for granted? Only in Vegas.
The circumstantial evidence doesn't speak well of the creative enterprise of Las Vegas entertainment.
Bill Callanan and Keith Nelson have been Las Vegans for more than 40 years. But surprisingly, their paths haven't overlapped that much. But now the two find themselves both united and divided by the same cause.
Union musicians will be losing 30 jobs on the Strip when a Frank Sinatra tribute closes a month sooner than they expected. The best way to make up the revenue might be to send a film crew over to Rancho Drive and film a reality show at the union hall.
Would you rather be a rock star in the era of a mature city or a mature record industry? It wasn't a choice for either the band Slaughter or Imagine Dragons.
Last week's hullabaloo over George Strait playing at least four Las Vegas arena concerts next year got me wondering: Has any other superstar kept getting more and more popular over the years without doing one thing different?
Pitbull's show turns out to be a perfect fit for the remodeled Axis and the club-generation visitors it targets with its standing-room general-admission areas up front.
Lance Burton is a laid-back guy, so maybe it's no surprise that what he calls "a leisurely pace" to make his first movie ended up being five years.
Stage magic is a small world, any way you measure it.
Some people just don't give up on Las Vegas entertainment, or trying to close the gap between what is and what should be on the Strip.
Freeze those eyes in mid-roll please. I'm not talking about male G-string revues in general. Either you're into them or you're not. And if your orbs head for the ceiling tile at the mere mention of a sweaty dude thrusting his pelvis into some bridesmaid's face, I doubt you've even read this far.
Everybody knows there is nothing on the modern-day Strip that is in any way comparable to the Rat Pack. But be specfic: What exactly is it that's missing? Keely and the durable tribute "The Rat Pack Is Back" help us pinpoint it.
The home stretch of summer preserves some uniquely Las Vegas traditions for magicians and the TV exposure that helps them.
Rich Little seems a little shy about his new autobiographical showcase at the Tropicana, even though its the smartest thing he's done in years.
Some entertainers may be delusional about their audiences. Not Rich Little.
If you‘re counting venues, it hardly makes sense. Why build another 5,000-seat concert hall when we already have three?
Some acts redefine “comeback” as others tire of the long-term game of selling tickets.
As Reba McEntire and Brooks & Dunn wrap their first team-up there this weekend, they join a short and prestigious list.
Versatile composer-performer died before seeing his promising musical “Sisterella” get to that next level.
The Rat Pack aesthetic is reflected in at least three shows on the Strip, even if demographics have shifted more to the era of Michael Jackson.
Reba McEntire, reunited Brooks & Dunn determined to make ’90s country hits current in loud arena-style show.
Three companies now offer free show tickets to locals, but tangible benefits to performers even less than they used to be.
Accusations between concert producer and union surround Las Vegas Philharmonic’s exclusion from concert of video-game music.
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