Seriously, she’s the best thing that ever came out of sitar music.

Norah Jones has a busy schedule, what with all the being adorable and playing the kind of music your mom’s friends like. Tonight, Ravi Shankar’s daughter is multi-tasking, and doing both at The Pearl inside the Palms. She’s there with Corrine Bailey Rae. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

Dave Navarro, seen here rocking the Amish Goth look. (Photos by Erik Kabik | Retna)

Impromptu rock band Camp Freddy is having a … promptu … show? Is that a word? That’s probably not a word, is it? Anyway. Billy Morrison, Dave Navarro, Matt Sorum, Donovan Leitch and Chris Chaney all get together on stage tonight at The Pearl inside the Palms, along with the X Burlesque dancers. We’re pretty sure that’s just because Navarro doesn’t go anywhere there aren’t at least six girls in corsets within reaching distance. It’s a sound policy. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

Alexander Ovechkin is backhanding a shot to the glove side right now. (Photos by Denise Truscello)

Sweet. The Pearl won’t have to get set on fire under mysterious circumstances, after all. Not that we were going to do it. Of course we weren’t. It just would’ve been a shame if it happened, is all. Like, maybe if Martin Brodeur won a fifth time, maybe.

Instead, Buffalo Sabres goalie Ryan Miller won the Vezina Trophy last night at the NHL Awards as the league’s top goaltender. Miller also backstopped the U.S. team to the gold medal round in the Olympics against Canada, and even though this award is strictly for his contributions to the Sabs, it nonetheless made for an all-around jingo-tastic couple of days between that, the U.S. advancement in the World Cup and John Isner finally coming around for a 70-68 win in the final set against Frenchman Nicolas Mahut. In other words, suck it, rest of the world!

Henrik Sedin walked away with the Hart while Alexander Ovechkin grabbed the Lindsay. Other winners were the Ross: Sedin (Vancouver); the Masterson: Jose Theodore (Washington); the Calder: Tyler Myers (Buffalo); the Conn Smythe: Jonathan Toews (Chicago); the Selke: Pavel Datsuyk (Detroit); the Adams: Dave Tippet (Phoenix); the Norris: Duncan Keith (Chicago); the Lady Byng: Martin St. Louis (Tampa); and the King Clancy: Shane Doan (Phoenix). The Vancouver Sun has a series of portraits of all the winners with their shiny new trophies.

Escorting Lord Stanley into the venue was Patrick Kane of the Blackhawks. As far as we know, no cabbies were assaulted along the way.

By Jason Scavone

The Stanley Cup: The world’s worst life preserver.

The NHL Awards are back at the Palms tomorrow, for all your jersey-signing, Selke-awarding needs. After making its debut in Las Vegas last year, ice hockey’s victory lap is stepping things up on the showmanship front for round two.

Jay Mohr hosts, and other guests slated to attend are Mark Wahlberg, Mad Men’s John Slattery, director Jerry Bruckheimer, Travis Barker and Snoop Dogg. They’re also adding a three-minute performance from Cirque du Soleil inspired by Love specially created for the television broadcast.

You can head over to the whole thing at The Pearl at 3 p.m., where fans last year packed the red carpet, or you can do it up lazystyle (we love lazystyle) and watch on Versus starting at 4:30 p.m.

In the meantime, we break down what’s going on with this year’s awards: Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone

That’s the maniacal laughter of someone with millions of NBC’s money. (Photos by Scott Harrison | Photos)

The gag order was off on 60 Minutes Sunday for Conan O’Brien, while at the same time he was delivering the second of two nights at The Pearl inside the Palms. Tickets could still be had Saturday thanks to a late block release — or by scalpers patrolling the will-call line (we were terrified to ask what they cost, fearing sticker shock-induced coma).

Before the Saturday show, O’Brien was spotted Saturday at Society Cafe inside Encore, eating a lobster roll in a back booth. Four fans were invited to join him, but he took off once their food got there. Now see, that’s why you shouldn’t order loudly, “I’ll have what Jay Leno’s having.”

By Jason Scavone

If we were Jay Z, this photo would contain a lot more smug condescension. (Photo by Denise Truscello)

Let’s pretend that every time you do your job, people throw you parties and feed you dinner. Just, back from the office every day and, boom, a celebration of you.

This is apparently what it’s like to be Jay Z. Following last night’s show at the Pearl, Jay Z, along with Beyonce, Young Jeezy and Larry Johnson (NFL, not NBA) had some dinner at Tao (the restaurant). There was Jay Z’s own Ace of Spades champagne, sushi, Kobe beef and seabass. So, what we’re saying is, not only do you not have dinner waiting for you when you’re done working — when you finally make it for yourself, it’s sure as hell not like that.

After dinner, Jay Z and his merry band of revelers trooped over to Tao (the club) and stayed till 4 a.m. at a table next to Shawn and Damon Wayans. Click for more words and pictures »

By Michelle McKay

We’d like to Photoshop some members of Jet in here, and John Mayer, but there’s scotch to drink, so. (Photos by Erik Kabik | Retna)

You can go ahead and keep telling your friends that you like all music, but everyone knows that’s a load of bullshit. Which is why what show you’re hitting up tonight speaks volumes about whether we’ll ever talk to you again.

Over at the Pearl, Jay-Z does his thing before going to Tao and doing some more of his thing. (His thing, to clarify, is making you feel like you’ve invested poorly, remind you that you can’t rap and hammer home that you do not get in the same bed as Beyonce at night).

Back at Caesars, Jet’s performing and Mandalay Bay has John Mayer. But John Mayer is so, like, deep, that does anyone really have John Mayer? Or do they just borrow him?

Choose wisely. This is like Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, but with artists instead of cups. And if you choose poorly, you’ll probably still live.

By Michelle McKay

“Martin, you promised at least three Wayans brothers would be here too.” (Photos by Shane O’Neal)

Chris Rock must’ve gotten word that Martin Lawrence and Bill Bellamy were in town on the same weekend and assumed a reunion for guys who came up in the mid-’90s was in the works. And that David Alan Grier’s invite got lost in the mail.

After dinner at Simon, Rock dropped backstage with Lawrence Saturday night following his sold-out show at The Pearl inside the Palms. Wait, Martin Lawrence was a sellout? That’s a lot of people way into Tisha Campbell.

Lawrence was at Rain Friday night where he received a key to the Playboy Club. The Giants’ Chris Snee held down the fort at Ghostbar and earlier in the night, Flavor Flav walked into a N9NE Steakhouse that already had Gary Payton there, to a standing ovation because … OK, screw it. It had to be 1995 at the Palms this weekend. It’s the only explanation.

Lawrence was back at Moon Saturday night while Rock had dinner at N9NE with a friend and two bodyguards. The Broncos’ Brandon Marshall was there celebrating his 26th birthday.

Meanwhile, Bill Bellamy, who was performing this weekend at South Point, was spotted at Wet Republic Sunday afternoon watching the Texas A&M/Purdue game while his friends danced to “Don’t Stop Believing” and “Younger Forever.” Now Jay-Z finally has the excuse he’s been looking for to work with Steve Perry.

By Jason Scavone

It was just cold when he made Chef Geno sing the Martin theme song over and over. (Photo by Shane O’Neal)

Martin Lawrence, seen here not dressed in a fat suit or in a coma from jogging in 100 degree heat for a change, had dinner at Nove Italiano last night with a group of six. From there, his crew went tot he Playboy Club where Lawrence was dancing and cracking wise.

Lawrence is at The Pearl tonight and tomorrow for 9 p.m. shows. Tickets are $65 and $85. But can you put a price on getting to see the Black Knight live? He’s a knight! Who’s a black guy! This stuff writes itself.

By Jason Scavone

Andy cannot wait to get out to Pahrump for some hookers.

It’s official: The Legally Prohibited From Being Funny on Television Tour is rolling out the gate April 12 in Oregon — and making its way to The Pearl at the Palms by May 1. Sadly, it’s a week after Jay Leno is doing one of his stints at The Mirage, but we’ll take what we can get. Tickets run from $75 to $150. Plus another $20 bucks or so to get a red pompadour wig to wear into the theater. Click for more words and pictures »

By Jason Scavone