Look, we get it. It’s refelxive, we know. But you need to stop punching your screen. (Photo by Erik Kabik)

Somehow, we live in a world where Janay Rice and Adrian Peterson’s kids can catch well-publicized ass-beatings, but The Biebs walks around completely unpunched. Sentient Instagram club promoter pic Justin Bieber was at the Hard Rock Hotel for fight weekend.

Before the Floyd Mayweather Good Luck Gnome sang the National Anthem, he brought his entourage to the Hard Rock on Friday for lunch at Nobu and a stay in a three-bedroom suite. Which will now have to be sprayed. Once you see one Bieber, you know there are hundreds more living in the walls.

On Saturday, inveterate lesson-ignorer Selena Gomez hung out with Bieber at the pool. Because sometimes, you’ve got to trust your heart and ignore the rest of society at large, common sense and history when you’re choosing who to hook up with.


“No, all I’m saying is you, me, Bieber and a trip to OG.” (Photos by Erik Kabik)

To the surprise of absolutely no one, Floyd Mayweather remained undefeated after Saturday night’s decision against second-time sacrificial lamb Marcos Maidana. And what do you do after you pad out that record some more? You go to Rehab.

Mayweather partied yesterday with Jamie Foxx, 2 Chainz and Fabolous. Of course, Fab did the pre-fight party too, at Tao, where Flo Rida, Tank, the Mavericks’ Greg Smith and Mike Tyson were all hanging out. We guess this is why the Biebs didn’t come to that party, given how Tyson feels about Canadians. Tank and Mayweather moved on to Chateau in the evening, with the champ bringing along about 100 friends and fam. Least he could’ve done was invited Ray Rice along. He doesn’t have anything going on right now. (more…)


They just come at the booth ass first. (Photo by Danny Mahoney |

It’s fight weekend, which means the whole world is about to explode in what might be the busiest couple of days until Halloween. And right there in the thick of it is Diplo at Surrender tonight. “Been seeing this cuban chick I call her Guantanamo bae.” Never change, Diplo. Never change. (more…)


How is PETA not trying to stop Paris from Frankensteinian genetic manipulations of dogs into tribbles?

Oh, there’s still some gas left in the old girl’s tank.

Just when you thought Paris Hilton was done doing dumbass rich girl things and was skipping along the long, boring path to adulthood, she comes out and buys a $13,000 dog that reminds you why you wanted to constantly throatpunch her for all those years.

Not just any $13,000 dog, a $13,000 dog that instinctively makes you want to hurl it into traffic to put it out of its misery. And is named “Mr. Amazing.” Remember when George Foreman came out of retirement and won the title at 45? That’s is what this feels like. (more…)


We assure you, they’re an actual band and this is not a meeting of the Dave Grohl Appreciation Society.

Criminally underrated thrash act Prong saddles up for the Las Vegas Country Saloon tonight (8 p .m., $15). You might remember them from the Strange Days soundtrack where they covered the title Doors track with Ray Manzarek, if you were into a lot of ’90s cyberpunk and metal. (So, just us, then?) But really, start out with brutal masterpiece “Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck.” Or if that’s too intense, here’s an 8-bit cover, if there was ever a Prong game for the NES.



We love everything about this picture. And the showgirls might only be third. Regis’ suit may win. (Photo by Erik Kabik)

The NetworkUSA conference of the American Supply Association (So many plumbing parts wholesalers under one roof! We heard TMZ was banned over privacy concerns.) might be the most boring thing to happen in Las Vegas, up to and including the people whose job it is to stand perfectly still and pretend to be statues at The Venetian. But give Weldbend (“the industry leader and the only domestic manufacturer of both carbon steel fittings andZZZZZZZ) credit–they don’t fuck around on their breakfasts.

Yesterday at Bellagio, they had Regis Philbin take the stage with Don goddamn Rickles. Which seems like entertainment overkill for plumbing parts distributors. They could’ve just got an especially lively bowl of pudding and it would’ve been the runaway most interesting thing in the room.


At least he didn’t have to do a lot of time-sucking research.

Danny A. Abeckaser, the onetime managing partner in The Bank and Hollywood player, is doing a movie in 2015 about his life in the club. It’s called, uh, Club Life. Well. That certainly doesn’t hide what it’s about, now does it?

Abeckaser has been involved with the movies for years, landing a part in the Adam Sandler Mossad/hairdresser comedy You Don’t Mess with the Zohan, The Iceman and a bit part in The Wolf of Wall Street. He also produced 2010′s Sundance entrant Holy Rollers, starring Jesse Eisenberg and Justin Bartha (and, randomly, Q-Tip).

Now he’s got a writing credit to his name with Club Life, starring Entourage’s Jerry Ferrara (Abeckaser appeared on the Entourage pilot), wherein he plays a club lord mentoring a young Ferrara in the ways of promoting. (Jerry Ferrara as young? Hollywood really can do anything.) (more…)



Sister site kicks off its Seven Essential Movies series tonight at Inspire Theater at 7 p.m. with a screening of 1995 Scorsese bombtrack Casino, wherein movie-appearer Oscar Goodman and UNLV Center for Gaming Research director David Schwarz break down the game film. Or, just regular film, we guess. Joe Pesci would be there too, but he had business. His business is crackin’ your fuckin’ head wide-open in front of everybody in the bank. And just about the time that he’s comin’ out of jail, hopefully, you’ll be coming out of your coma. And guess what? He’ll split your fuckin’ head open again. ‘Cause he’s fuckin’ stupid. He don’t give a fuck about jail. That’s his business. (more…)


Either way, this will probably, depressingly, drive up PPV sales. (Photo by Al Powers)

What with it being fight week and all, Floyd Mayweather is extra receptive to the media. Which opened the door for boxing writer Tim Dahlberg of the Associated Press to ask they layuppiest question that ever layupped. So, Floyd, whaddaya think of the Ray Rice situation? Is your answer:

A) “It’s a terrible thing and I feel bad for everyone involved;”

B) “The Ravens and the NFL acted swiftly in light of damning new evidence;”

C) “Commissioner Goodell should have unequivocally meted out a harsher punishment from the get-go regardless of whether or not he saw the video, in light of–at best–numerous reports about the contents of the video, and the damning video of the aftermath and accounts of what happend in the elevator;” or

D) “I think there’s a lot worse things that go on in other people’s households, also. It’s just not caught on video, if that’s safe to say.”


I think there’s a lot worse things that go on in other people’s households, also,” Mayweather said. “It’s just not caught on video, if that’s safe to say.”

God dammit, Floyd. You’re being sued this week for domestic abuse. Maybe now’s not a great time to say that Rice shouldn’t have got more than his original two-game suspension, even if you believe it. which you clearly do.

Mayweather–who did time in 2012 for domestic violence–maintains his innocence in the face of repeated, well-documented domestic abuse cases.

“Like I’ve said in the past, no bumps, no bruises, no nothing,” Mayweather said. “With O.J. and Nicole, you seen pictures. With Chris Brown and Rihanna, you seen pictures. With (Chad) Ochocinco and Evelyn, you seen pictures. You guys have yet to see any pictures of a battered woman, a woman who says she was kicked and beaten (by Mayweather). So I just live my life and try to stay positive, and try to become a better person each and every day.”

Mayweather is hosting an afterparty at Vanity with Jeremih and Rehab on Saturday.


Marquee is also where the moon landing was staged. (Photo by Joe Fury |

Why, it almost seems conspiratorial.

In 2011, Kaskade won the DJ Times award. In 2012, Markus Schulz captured it, with Kaskade regaining the title in 2013. Now? Schulz wins again, making it four straight years of Marquee residents. DJ Qbert in 2010 was the last winner of the non-Kaskade/Schulz variety, for those keeping score at home. The club hosts the official America’s Best DJ party October 12.

The rest of the top 10, in order, ran down with a spate of names familiar to nightlifeistas: Diplo, A-Trak, Bassnectar, Skrillex, Steve Aoki, Dillon Francis, Claude Vonstroke, DJ Dan and Tritonal. (more…)

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