The tense political climate has prompted the Mirage to ask Terry Fator to pull Donald Trump from the stage.
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“Blanc de Blanc” was in the same class as Spiegelworld long-running hit “Absinthe” at Caesars Palace, and also well-established “Opium” at the Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas.
In her Madame X persona, Madonna drew the ire of hundreds of fans at the Colosseum during her three-show series at Caesars Palace this month.
Howie Mandel says of his stand-up comedy, “Its the most human, the most vulnerable, form of entertainment.”
The Los Angeles County coroner’s office carried out Morton’s autopsy on Monday.
When Alex Tuch says when learned Wolfgang Puck would be a business partner “my jaw hit the floor.”
Celine Dion’s 17-year gap between No. 1 album releases is a record among female recording artists.
Reports indicate officials are investigating Harry Morton’s recent septoplasty, which is a surgery to straight the septum for improved airflow.
Aerosmith, Shania Twain and Christina Aguilera is reportedly in the upcoming campaign to unveil “What Happens Here, Only Happens Here” as Las Vegas’s new tourism slogan.
Popular all-ages performer Jeff Civillico’s final performance at Paris Las Vegas heater is Dec. 18.
Harry Morton opened Pink Taco at Hard Rock Hotel, then owned by his father, in 1999. He was 18 at the time.
From Jimmy Kimmel: “When I went to the DMV, the woman at the counter saw L8NITE and said, ‘You must be totally obsessed with David Letterman.”
In 1986, Frank Marino was served legal papers onstage at the Riviera from an attorney representing Joan Rivers — while Marino was performing as Rivers.
Wayne Newton and his wife and daughter appeared in court on Wednesday in an ongoing dispute over property left at the Newtons’ former home, Casa de Shenandoah.
The Kats! Bureau at this writing is in close proximity to Aerosmith, not just spiritually but in fact. I’m seated in a group so close to the band you can actually catch the distinctive scent of Steven Tyler. Not sure what it is, sort of a citrus-berry-macho-musk fragrance. I call it Sweet Emotion.