Pictured: The joker, the thief and the night.
Everyone’s favorite Zep-revivin’ Aussie band that once saw most of its members get fired in between albums, Wolfmother, is at the Boulevard Pool tonight ($20, 8 p.m.). Which is basically going to make us want to play a bunch of Guitar Hero and Rock Band, and try to nail that sweet, sweet “Woman” solo. Now if we can only figure out where we left our plastic guitars. Click for more words and pictures »
This is a clue from JJ Abrams that Baauer is totally going to be in Episode VII.
Newly minted Life is Beautiful performer Baauer is back at Light tonight. He’s playing on the bill of a fall festival, so you can go and pretend it’s actually 30 degrees cooler outside. It won’t be, but you can pretend. Maybe put on a Halloween costume, too. Really just get into that old autumnal spirit. Click for more words and pictures »
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Dance music Gollum Skrillex is taking up the old familiar post at XS tonight. He’ll be “spinning his hits” and “making the crowd move” and “searching for his precious.” Is it in your pocketses? Oh, how he hates partiers. Hates thems forever, he does. Click for more words and pictures »
NdgT 4 Eva.
Jurassic Five, the world’s most successful hip-hop group that is disappointingly not made of dinosaurs, brings it back to the early aughts tonight with Dilated Peoples at the Cosmo’s Boulevard Pool (8 p.m., $23). Sure, that’s great. “What’s Golden” is awesome. But are they going to drop any Epic Rap Battle? Click for more words and pictures »
Summer concerts at the pool: A tradition indulged in so often in Las Vegas that they occasionally have to include reggae shows, too. SoCal’s favorite reggae-influenced mish-mash Slightly Stoopid teams up with Stephen Marley tonight at the Cosmo’s Boulevard Pool (8 p.m., $29.50). But what else are you going to do? There isn’t a baseball game for another two days. Sit home and watch WNBA? Click for more words and pictures »
Pirate Santa wants you to have a mARRRRRy Christmas. (Photo by Bobby Jameidar | SPYONvegas.com)
The best part about July? What? Fireworks? A little on-the-nose, don’t you think? No, it’s those brave souls who put on fur and velvet for Christmas in July parties, even though it’s a thousand and dickety six degrees out. Like Clinton Sparks is doing for Santa’s Circus at 1 Oak tonight. Guess you should’ve thought about cleaning up your naughty act before Thanksgiving this year. Click for more words and pictures »
The chest piece: A convenient target of blame for why you’re staring at a woman’s boobs.
It’s Monday, easily the Monday-iest day of the week. But seeing as how porn stars tend to alleviate early week humdrum, Artisan’s XXX Nights would seem to be well-placed. And tonight they’re placing Monroe Valentino at the center of that party. She has Marilyn Monroe tattooed on one thigh, obviously. She’d better have Rudy on the other. Click for more words and pictures »
To be fair, this could also be a Mighty Mighty Bosstones concert.
Hard Rock Live is slicing off a big ol’ hunk of ’80s tonight (8 p.m., $10) with ska revivalists The English Beat, of “Mirror in the Bathroom” and “Save it for Later” fame. We’re not sure which wave of ska that’s supposed to be, because keeping track of ska categories is only slightly more tedious than parsing metal subgenres. And we like metal. Click for more words and pictures »
Prepare yourself for a glum DJ.
Sandro Silvia–who’s either a DJ or an archvillain in an Italian knock-off Bond movie–is spinning at Light tonight. He’s a Dutchman, though. Which means he’s going to spend the night sullenly staring at his mixer while he replays the Netherland’s thrilling-esque 0-0 loss to Argentina on penalty kicks in his mind. Sure, it’s trite to point out hockey would keep playing through 0-0 periods until one team scored an actual goal or dropped dead, but it’s trite because it’s true. Click for more words and pictures »
For the purposes of tonight, Thunderdome will be played by Hyde Bellagio.
Tonight at Hyde, it’s Dave Fogg on the decks, in case you were looking for an excuse to go out on a Tuesday. Or, more specifically, he’s your excuse for why you have a crippling hangover on a Wednesday. Unless you’re one of those people that thinks it’s gauche to be hung over before a Thursday. But you probably have a hard time reading this without adjusting your monocle. Click for more words and pictures »