A man (or woman) all alone on a stage, working with no safety net beyond talent, charisma and the good will generated by the effort.
Mike Weatherford
If you’re looking for fine words to close out the troubled 2000s, here’s a start:
Hey Elvis. Are you listening buddy?
Does CityCenter really only have one show? And if so, who thinks that is good news?
When is it time to say goodbye?
Louie Anderson based much of his comedy career on his large family. But he will spend much of his Thanksgiving on Las Vegas Boulevard, at Catholic Charities of Southern Nevada.
Show producers get it, but they don’t have to like it. The Strip seems full if you crowd around the new Mirage volcano show. But the ticketed shows seem half empty … if they’re lucky.
In a recent issue of Wired magazine, author Nicholas Thompson writes of the “Dead Hand.” It’s a Russian weapons system — still operational, he claims — that could fire back on the United States even after the Soviets had been hit with a nuclear strike.
Some of the new stars of the Strip are Achmed the Dead Terrorist and Winston the Impersonating Turtle. It seems only fitting for Madame to stage a comeback.
Four shows closed last week. But the producer of one told me “closed” is a harsh word. That’s because, in their mind, all four will return.
In his upcoming show at the Tropicana, Wayne Newton will reminisce about his 50 years in Las Vegas. He offered a sneak-preview reflection last week.
It always starts with a question: “What’s a good show to see?”
It’s a Cinderella — or should I say Terry Fator? — story. Unless we’re tired of it.
