Camp counselor Slash
I just got off the phone with David Fishoff, who runs Rock 'N" Roll Fantasy Camp. This year marks the program's 10th anniversary and this weekend is its first time in Vegas. Already, the event is sold out to 70 civilians from around the country who will be participating in the camp that includes as its instructors names like Roger Daltrey, Jack Bruce, Vince Neil, Slash, Mark Slaughter and Joe Walsh. This is such a natural idea for Vegas, I am surprised it has not been done before. After all, Las Vegas markets personalized the VIP experience, and what could fit better than guitar lessons from Jeff "Skunk" Baxter?
Anyway, if you see Boomers with their faces all aglow next to aged men in leather pants, that would be this crowd. But even though the camp experience is sold out, you can still latch on to part of the bizarre experience. Graduation will be pure Vegas! If you want to hear the wealthy amateurs living the dream by playing with the pros, the Rock 'N' Roll Fantasy Camp ends with a free performance Sunday night on the Strip at House of Blues in Mandalay Bay from 6 to 10 p.m.
Among the "strict" instructions for campers at this performance: "You will have 12 minutes on stage for the final performance." On the bonus end, that means no "In-a-Gadda-Da-Vita" at House of Blues on Sunday.
(Photo by Sarah Gerke)
(Photo by Sarah Gerke)
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Britney lackluster in Vegas
Philosophically, I am very interested in Nevada's journalism shield
law. But as an entertainment reporter, I really don't invoke it that often
(ever). I was curious though how the journalism shield law would apply when a
manager at the House of Blues last night was screaming in my face that I could
either give the camera to him or Metro Police would come take the camera from
me. Can that happen? Was he bluffing? I lied. I denied having a camera. I tried
to surreptitiously slip the camera into another pocket while looking the
manager direct in the eye like a magician once taught me. Nothing
worked, and
the Britney Spears show was plodding on in front of me. I was missing the
show. I had no picture, and clearly was not going to get one. So, I decided on
the practical route. I gave him the camera. Any guy who manages a music venue
deserved better than I was treating him, but if ever there was a concert more
about a picture than the music...Handing the camera over symbolized failure. I failed.
worked, and
the Britney Spears show was plodding on in front of me. I was missing the
show. I had no picture, and clearly was not going to get one. So, I decided on
the practical route. I gave him the camera. Any guy who manages a music venue
deserved better than I was treating him, but if ever there was a concert more
about a picture than the music...Handing the camera over symbolized failure. I failed.Some effort had gone into the process of smuggling the tiny camera into
the House of Blues. They required every last cell phone or camera to be checked
at the door for this concert. I was prepared. I had a decoy camera that I willingly gave up at
the entrance. All part of the plan. Meanwhile, I had a spy and myself observe
the entrance protocol and found the security guard who was laziest with his wand
and most perfunctory in his checks. So, after some consideration, I placed the
camera in my sock and picked the line with the security guard who had the work
ethic I wanted. The plan worked; I got to my seat at the M&M's concert
with a tiny key chain camera. I wasn't the only one. I ran into Robin Leach who
gave up two cameras on his way into House of Blues while still managing to
smuggle a third into the show. His date also got a cell phone camera inside. The woman sitting
next to me had a cell phone camera she smuggled in her bra. And, the entire
time Britney was on stage, fans on the floor were holding up cell phones and
cameras to take pictures. So, check the Internet and I am sure you will find
plenty of photos of Britney in Vegas at House of Blues. Sadly, none from
me.
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15 minutes with Britney
A choice had to be made. As the great sage Iggy Pop once commented to an unhappy, bottle chucking audience at a Stooges show: "You pays your money; you takes your choice." Of course, you can't bring glass bottles into the House of Blues.
Well, I've made my choice. I've bought my ticket to see the unknown
band, the M&M's, perform on Sunday night at House of Blues. Of course, while
no promises are being made, this show is hot because of the Britney Spears
connection reported on the Buffet yesterday. And, that part, at least, seems to
be working out. The M&M's debuted last night at San Diego's House of Blues
with the 25 year-old pop star taking the stage. I am told by a witness that Britney Spears appeared for a roughly 15
minute performance of only 4 songs. And, further, according to the person who
was there, her dancing was fine, but her singing from "Baby one more time" to
"Toxic" was flawless yet strangely unrelated to her moving mouth. I will let you
know after watching her myself on Sunday.
To end with the words of another great musical philosopher, Rebbe Morrissey: "15 minutes with you, well, I wouldn't say, 'no.' People said that you were virtually dead and they were so wrong."
To end with the words of another great musical philosopher, Rebbe Morrissey: "15 minutes with you, well, I wouldn't say, 'no.' People said that you were virtually dead and they were so wrong."
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