Saturday, May 10, 2008
I just heard from Kate Turner of Kirvin-Doak, the PR firm for the show. I asked about Erich's condition. Here's her response:
"Yes, Erich did slip and fall last night but he's doing just fine (I spoke to him myself) and we expect him back in the show very shortly, if not tonight."
Here's hoping he mends well and returns quickly. But if you're really, really missing him, check out his website or listen to this week's podcast interview with him and Gaudio, whom he plays in the show, by clicking here.
And we thought the Cirque shows were dangerous...
Friday, May 9, 2008
10 a.m.: Dr. Jane Brunt, feline vet and coordinator of the CATalyst Summit.
10:30 a.m.: Candance Godfrey, president of the National Association of Professional Petsitters.
11 a.m.: Nilsa Leal, the woman who has had Steve's cat Amishew since the mid-1990s.
11:30 a.m.: North Las Vegas Councilwoman Stephanie Smith on mandatory spay/neuter laws.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
I wrote this. I even shot some of the pictures. It just came out. It's a really cool, compact little pocket-sized guide with fold-out maps of Las Vegas and its environs (including the Grand Canyon) and provides lots and lots of travel advice. It's also only $10.
I'll be adding autographed copies to the prize list for "The Strip" trivia questions. I don't receive royalties -- I did receive a significant advance -- so I don't care where you buy it, although I found it available online here and here. But I'm quite pleased with how it turned out.
The Strip Sense: Working his way back to you
Frankie Valli gets some Vegas vindication at the premiere of Jersey Boys
By Steve Friess
It is hard to believe now, especially after the weekend that just was, that only a few years ago Frankie Valli walked out during a three-week contract at the Luxor and was declared by at least one entertainment writer to have essentially ended his association with Las Vegas once and for all.
Hard, that is, because on Saturday the town stood up and cheered as the pipsqueak Italian from New Jersey with the priceless falsetto blew out candles at one of the city’s most elaborate and expensive birthday parties in recent memory.
Move over, Paris and Nicole. The nightclubs, for whatever bizarre reason, may pay you to stand and wave on the anniversaries of your unfortunate arrivals, but would anyone stage a multimillion-dollar Broadway musical based on your life story and then have a major resort-casino time the premiere of it on the Las Vegas Strip just to honor you?
For Valli, there was no question that the moment was immensely gratifying and somewhat unique for Las Vegas. Sinatra, Rickles and Bennett never fell out of favor in such a way as Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons seemed to and, thus, never had quite this sort of a spectacular comeback as is seen with the triumphant debut of Jersey Boys at the Palazzo.
Except don’t call it that. Valli’s not having any of this “comeback” nonsense. “Every once in a while when we had a resurgence, in the interviews people would ask, ‘How does it feel to be making a comeback?’ and I would say, ‘I had no idea we left!’” Valli said. “In all the ups and downs, there was never a shortage of work. There’s all the work I wanted.”
Perhaps, but the wonderful Jersey Boys not only returns The Four Seasons to the forefront of the pop-culture scene but also restores our faith in the future of musical theater in Las Vegas. If last week’s column pointed out how Steve Wynn must be driving convention-travel innovator Sheldon Adelson bananas by planning a huge new expo center, this week it must be noted that Wynn must be utterly depressed that his vision for great Broadway theater on the Strip has been realized not by his now-failed picks Avenue Q and Spamalot but by arch-nemesis Adelson’s knockout versions of Phantom and Jersey Boys.
Read the rest HERE
Also, if you're in town, check out KVBC Channel 3 tomorrow morning at 5 and 6 (or set a DVR!) to catch me commenting on the new Cher show. I'll also be on Nevada Week in Review on Channel 10 at 7:30 p.m. discussing the week's news. They replay that throughout the weekend.
Next week: Frankie Valli. And a new trivia question and poll. So you've got another four days to answer the trivia quiz after all.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Little Mario apparently is so full of himself that he informed R-J scribe Norm Clarke that Norm is "now DEAD" to him for covering this controversy. I have his whole bizarro email to Norm and Norm's permission to publish it, but for the moment just check out the second item in today's Norm column. Sorry to be a tease, but I really can't do this topic justice right at this moment because Reid's tome about the greatness of Searchlight and evil of George W. Bush beckons.
As it was only the first run-through of the production, it is hard to know if Cher and her director-choreographer are planning any radical changes. It clocks in at about two hours and I'm told it'll be closer to 90 when they're done with it.
If they're taking suggestions, here are four:
* Fewer costumes, more Cher. Yes, they're very pretty and fun to look at and can only be donned by this particular woman. But they also get redundant and, more importantly, they force her into constant (and probably complex) costume changes. We are baby-sat -- for $250+ a seat -- by videos that are also available on YouTube (like this one which is used wholesale) or, surely, in the DVD box set of the Sonny & Cher Show. Any show driven by style rather talent -- or any show that feels like that -- is problematic. I understand that the wardrobe swaps are time-consuming because they're not as easy as slipping something off and on, but then stay longer than one or two songs in each and give us more of the woman and her terrific, battle-scar-weary personality we came for and relate to. (Aside: If you're going to make us watch whole songs on video screens, please repair that obvious vertical tear in it. Thx.)
* Drop the knock-off bits from Cirque du Soleil. Like Hans Klok before her, Cher seems not to have done her due diligence in the neighborhood. That two-hunks-balancing-one-another act? Mystere. The aerial sheet-flying thing? Zumanity. When sequences are already done -- and done better -- at neighboring hotels, you wonder if Cher and her peeps bothered to check out the competition. Bette Midler and Toni Basil, by contrast, went and saw every last other Vegas show. Even the ones with animal tricks. Smart.
* For the love of GOD, drop the YMCA. Yes, they do this. With Village People impersonators. And no Cher. The whole song, dance and all. Tacky, tacky, tacky. And not in a good, how-'70s way.
* You're in the Colosseum, not the MGM Grand Garden Arena. Act like it. This is the most prestigious theater in the Western U.S., not any ol' concert venue. Celine Dion set the standard, being close to but somehow above her audience in a manner that made her seem more elegant, more old-school star-like. Slapping the hands of the audience? Maybe not. Confusing them about whether they can get up and dance? Get with security to work that out. Forcing the crowd to STAND UP AND CHEER FOR FIVE MINUTES FOR AN ENCORE THEY KNOW IS COMING BECAUSE YOU'VE YET TO GET TO YOUR BIGGEST HIT? Insulting.
I'll discuss this and have other observations on this week's episode of "The Strip," which will be recorded at home tonight and posted sometime tomorrow.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Still, it's an interesting idea because MGM Mirage has long been talking about building non-casino resorts around the world. This could be a first step.
Monday, May 5, 2008
* The New York Times: My long feature on the young casino moguls of Vegas, is out front in the Business Section.
* Newsweek.Com: My piece examining the recession's impact on Vegas is the top front-screen story.
* The Washington Post: My account of Nevada's messy gubernatorial divorce is on page A2.
* Agence France Press: My report on the Tropicana's bankruptcy filing is here.
"These casinos and resorts provide customers with a high quality casino entertainment and hospitality experience through a comfortable gaming environment, a variety of hotel amenities, casual and fine dining choices, and non gaming entertainment options."
Uh, who's he kidding?
Also, this is kind of intriguing. Trop just last week hired a new finance guy to help bail them out of this mess. His resume is interesting. From the filing:
"Most recently, Mr. Kocienski was the Chief Financial Officer of the Cosmopolitan Resort & Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada since June 2006, where he was responsible for managing the finance related to the $3.4 billion project budget, transitioning the company from construction phase to operating phase, and evaluating potential acquisitions."
Uh, the Cosmopolitan,which is being built between CityCenter and Bellagio, is not transitioning from construction to operation. It's woefully behind on construction and has serious financing problems of its own.
Interestingly, Mr. Kocienski worked at Cosmo with ... Scott Butera, the same guy who is now president of Tropicana Entertainment LLC. Butera himself was brought in in March 2008, long after Tropicana's problems were in full bloom, so they're not his fault. But his prior company's not in such terrific shape either.
Finally, in case you're wondering if MGM Mirage will snap up the 34-acre Trop and own the entire corner, spokesman Alan Feldman told me: "Although we always evaluate opportunities in our core markets, we have not considered this."
Doesn't mean they won't, though. But MGM Mirage is already saddled with enormous debt and tons of real estate, so I imagine it's not likely.
Tropicana Entertainment, owner of the Tropicana Las Vegas and Westin Casaurina as well as several other casinos and properties around the nation, has officially filed for bankruptcy.
Here is the official release. Click here and you can download the PDF of the court filing, which is fascinating and which I will try to examine right now.
Unclear what this means but my impression is there won't be any change in the business operations here in the short-term.
The Wall Street Journal is reporting based on two unnamed sources that Tropicana Entertainment is about to file for bankruptcy. Reuters has just moved a piece as well, again using one unnamed source.
This may yet turn out to be true and since it's the WSJ I'd say it's awful likely, but I'm the only reporter thus far with an actual comment from the spokesman for Tropicana Entertainment.
Friess: Is what the Wall Street Journal reported accurate?
Spokesman Hud Englehart: I regard what the Wall Street Journal has reported as speculation.
I pressed him from several sides about whether it was true and he wouldn't budge. Tropicana Entertainment owns the Tropicana and Westin in Las Vegas.
It was absolutely groundbreaking. By far and away, it was the most straight-forward, romantic gay scene ever in mainstream entertainment and certainly on network television.
Even if you don't watch the show -- and you should, it's a soap opera for "West Wing" fans -- take a look at this.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Over the years, going to Vegas functions has become more of a chore than a pleasure. My partner's dislike of the social scene has spilled over on to me; I'd rather be home with Miles, a movie and my dogs on most occasions. It does become all the same people having all the same chatter, and these things become a minefield for me in which people come up to me expecting to be remembered. I have one of the world's worst memories for faces and names, so it's embarrassing.
That said, last night's Jersey Boys premiere was one of the best times I've had. While I liked the show when we saw it for the first time last month, I inexplicably adored it last night. I can't tell if that's because I've been studying up on the music and over the past week interviewed Frankie Valli and Bob Gaudio as well as Erich Bergen who plays Gaudio. But at the end when the on-stage Frankie spoke of original member Nick Massi's death, I got mildly choked up. (The Bergen-Gaudio interview will appear on this week's epsiode of "The Strip." It's unclear yet whether I can air the Valli conversation, which is the basis for a print story I'm writing today.)
As always, the night began with a red carpet parade I observed but did not participate in. Here's Frankie Valli himself, followed by actor John Cleese and then Las Vegas Sands CEO Sheldon Adelson with his wife, Miriam...
And here's KVBC entertainment reporter (and former Mrs. Nevada) Alicia Jacobs interviewing her date, American Idol producer Nigel Lythgoe, who sported a wrist in a cast he joked came from punching Simon Cowell. Would that that were true...
At the end of the show, there was a tribute to the surviving original Four Seasons, Frankie Valli, Bob Gaudio and Tommy DeVito, as well as their longtime producer, Bob Crewe. You can't really see it that well here, but you can watch the tribute on the SPECIAL VIDEO EDITION of "The Strip" by clicking here or right-clicking here to download it for later viewing.
Walking out, I ran into Rita Rudner, who is scheduled to be a guest again on "The Strip" at the end of May once I read her new book. Here she is with her husband, Martin.
A few days ago, some friends went to see the show and one text-messaged me during the show's eight-minute intermission to rave about it and also to pass along her boyfriend's prediction that they would drop the cursing from the script within a few months. It was a strange notion seeing how Vegas is NOT know for being timid in its entertainment in general and the coarse language is part of the Jersey authenticity of it all. And then I saw this sign on the way out which pretty much proved to me that they won't ever touch the script:
If you can't read it, it says: "Jersey Boys contains smoke, gun shots, strobe lights, authentic Jersey language and is not recommended for children under the age of 12." That takes care of THAT.
The party was quite a creative endeavor. Here's the entrance...
...and the first thing you saw was "Jersey Boys" spelled out in 7-foot letters across the room...
The room was lined with antique cars adorned by pretty dancing girls in 1950s attire (or vice versa?). There were placards explaining what each car was, but it didn't seem like most people knew they could go up on the platforms and look closer.
As always, the food was insane. Little burgers and meatloaf, other odd stuff I couldn't identify.
There were martinis passed out like crazy with punny names like "Walk Like A Man-hattan"...
...and "Cherry, Cherry Baby..."
And I learned that apparently in the 1950s and 1960s, people mainlined sugar...
And, finally, there was the Happy Birthday tribute to Frankie Valli. You can see that, too, on the special VIDEO edition.
Go see the show. I don't quite agree with Jerry Fink of the Las Vegas Sun, who told me last night he thinks it's the best show in Vegas right now. I think that title might be a toss-up to me these days between Ka, Love and Mamma Mia. But it's certainly quite good.