Pensive.

Perpetually leather-clad rockers Black Rebel Motorcycle Club brings their brand of Jesus and Mary Chain-influenced late-period alt-rock to Wasted Space inside the Hard Rock Hotel straight from the heady days of the early Aughts, when every band had to have a weirdly long name. We’re looking at you … And You Will Know Us by the Trail of the Dead. Warning: Band not as Motorhead-y as logo would suggest. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

Yep. These two again. (Photos by Scott Harrison | Retna)

It’s another Mariah Carey-Nick Cannon weekend. The former headlines at the Caesars Palace Colosseum tonight while the latter hosts at Vanity inside the Hard Rock Hotel. We imagine she’ll be flying out of the theater to get reattached at the hip to Cannon as soon as she can get out of her dressing room. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

It’s a little more raw than the subtle, graceful Neil Young cover.

There’s going to come a point during tonight’s General Larry Platt performance at Jet where someone is going to drop trou and waddle around in their boxers in front of their friends. This will be hilarious to people who’ve just downed about a third of a bottle of Grey Goose. Meanwhile, the rest of us will all die a little inside. Except for those of us who are bastards enough to snicker at old people who put themselves in the middle of ritualistic laughing-at-you-not-with-you humiliation for the sake of a few dollars and a few million YouTube hits. You don’t take a gig at the whorehouse then complain when the johns don’t bring you flowers. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

A Marino hasn’t placed balls this well since the ’84 Dolphins. (Photos by Erik Kabik)

Here ye! Here ye! By Mayoral proclamation, The Honorable Oscar Goodman does hereby declare Feb. 25 to be Hide Your Junk ‘Twixt Your Legs Day.

Yes, Frank Marino was the latest recipient of the proclamation train the mayor has been running on Las Vegas. He also picked up his second star on the Las Vegas Walk of Stars at the Divas premiere at the Imperial Palace. As with his first star, it was covered in pancake makeup and fishnets.

Meanwhile, over at First inside Palazzo, Susan Lucci was in for dinner. Among the many reasons we’ll never run a restaurant is the fact that we wouldn’t have been able to resist the temptation to bring dinner to Lucci 18 times and then snatch it away before we finally let her eat.

By Jason Scavone

Now Danica Patrick gets to try out HER “Whatchoo talkin’ ’bout Willis?” face. (Photos by Erik Kabik | Retna)

Danica Patrick was just running practice laps for tomorrow’s NASCAR Nationwide Series Sam’s Town 300 at Las Vegas Motor Speedway. She finished 0.638 seconds behind leader Paul Menard with an average speed of 176.125 mph. She was listed as being in 23rd place, but as Quentin Tarantino proved in Death Proof, chicks way into cars will always be in first place in our hearts. And on the hood of our rides.

By Jason Scavone

Think of it as kind of a This Is Your Life for stewbums and degenerates.

“She hated me because she had to work nights to feed a kid rather than partying on the Strip. She gave me one of Maxie’s guns and told me to either go out and rob somebody or shoot myself in the head. She didn’t care which because she said I didn’t have the guts to do either one.” — P Moss, “Machine Gun Joey.”

Discontent. Discontent with change. Discontent with station and circumstance. Discontent with New Vegas. Seventeen times P Moss crawls into the venal, unlit corners of Vegas, and 17 times we come away with sordid, nasty stories of people trapped in their own lives, trapped by their own faults or trapped by forces well out of their control, desperate to break out.

“I think that’s how most people in life are. Whether you’re stuck in some kind of trouble or whether you’re just some schmuck who has to fight traffic every day to go to work. I think most people are trapped in their shit. A lot of them are aware of it. A lot of them are not aware of it. A lot of them are just resigned to the fact that that’s how it is. Whether you’re talking about murder or fucking chickens or whatever you’re doing, it’s really no different from the poor sap who has to fight traffic every morning just because if he doesn’t he’s going to lose his house and his wife and his dog,” Moss said. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

(Photo by Hew Burney | SpyOnVegas.com)

FINALLY, someone is doing something about bring all that Wonder Woman fanfiction we wrote to life. In this week’s episode, Wonder Woman has to stop Cheetah by making out with another, slightly different costumed Wonder Woman. Actually, all the episodes are pretty much like that.

By Jason Scavone

Pretty sure he celebrates his birthday by doing extra curls. (Photo by Erik Kabik | Retna)

Carrot Top and friends were in at Simon inside Palms Place last night to celebrate The Top’s 45th birthday. Do you think there’s pressure in trying to come up with a birthday gift for Carrot Top that leaves you combing through the bargain bin at a Toys R Us with a roll of duct tape in one hand and a stuffed monkey in the other? We’re pretty sure we’d be in a wide-eyed panic the night before, like when science projects involving chicken wire and papier-mache were due at school.

Meanwhile, over at Tao, David Spade was back in his familiar haunt for dinner with friends. A lot less pressure involved in hanging with Spade. You toss off two or three snarky observations about Spencer Pratt and you’re good.

By Jason Scavone

All of our favorite NASCAR memories involve Aubrey O’Day. (Photo by Denise Truscello)

We’ll be celebrating NASCAR weekend by digging out the 2600 for some sweet, sweet Pole Position action (though we couldn’t fault you for searching for Cruisin’ USA machines). They’ll be lining up at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway on Sunday for the NASCAR Sprint Cup Series. Tomorrow, the Nationwide Series rolls at the LVMS, and already it looks like all the focus is on Danica Patrick. Clearly, this is a nation really excited about GoDaddy commercials. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

What? Johnny Cash would’ve loved KFC’s new grilled chicken. Try a bucket today.

It does seem like the kind of night that just makes you want to flip off a camera, doesn’t it? Johnny Cash tribute act Cash’d Out is at Wasted Space inside The Hard Rock Hotel for the Delia’s Gone-iest entertainment option of the evening. Jaxy and the Three 57s and Cadillac 9 open. It’s just in time for tomorrow’s release of Cash’s American VI: Ain’t No Grave on what would’ve been Cash’s 78th birthday. It’ll be the third Cash record released since his death in 2003. Your move, Tupac. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone