When it came time for the autobiography subtitled “Ray Charles’ Own Story,” Charles chose a down-to-earth name befitting a singer who belonged in any and every musical family: “Brother Ray.” Clearly, Ray Charles was — and is — a man for all musical seasons.
Good times roll for Mardi Gras: Locals can “laissez les bon temps rouler” (translation: let the good times roll) at two separate Mardi Gras events this weekend.
John Trimble loves music, and he loves visual art. And in his exhibit on display at the West Las Vegas Arts Center Community Gallery, he brings these two aspects of the arts together.
It seems a little funny that “Bad to the Bone” George Thorogood is playing the fancy Reynolds Hall at The Smith Center for the Performing Arts.
Little Theatre opens Agatha Christie mystery: Marooned on a remote island, 10 strangers are accused of murder, one by one. And, one by one, they start to die.
On this night 50 years ago I was 7, gathered around a black-and-white TV set, watching “The Ed Sullivan Show.” That Ed Sullivan show. The one with the Beatles.
Banjo master Bela Fleck makes his third visit to The Smith Center in three years, this time teaming with classical string quartet Brooklyn Rider.
