If you write a song about Las Vegas, you gotta go big.

Mike Weatherford
If you wonder why Criss Angel’s arm’s in a stylish black sling, or why the show title has changed from “Believe” to “Magicjam” for the next month or so, he shows us “eight seconds of pretty gross stuff” to explain it.
Criss Angel has escaped building implosions and hung from helicopters by hooks in his back. So returning to the relative safety of his home stage at Luxor is no problem, with just one caveat: “I just can’t fall.”
Judy Craymer nods toward a “Mamma Mia!” poster on the wall of the Tropicana Las Vegas VIP suite that hosted her visit last week.
What’s the difference between a “locals” show and a “tourist” show? “Pawn Shop Live!” helps us figure it out. The real line of demarcation is how feasible it is to catch a buzz at 4 p.m.
Olivia Newton-John was just a pen stroke away from signing a deal to perform at the Flamingo when her sister was diagnosed with brain cancer last year.