Ryan Adams, in The Guardian (UK) …
“Fame is an unnatural construct and those who go in search of it are the least likely to find it. I mean, really, does anyone want to sit through a show by the Killers? What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, unfortunately with the exception of the Killers.”
more here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/nov/15/ryan-adams-interview
Now I’m not sure who’s douchier.
Snow Patrol will be playing a free show at Wasted Space in the Hard Rock on Wednesday, December 10th. You can get on the guest list via shockhound.com, beginning on Friday, November 21st at 10 AM PST.
It’s Saturday night, the grand opening of “Wasted Space” inside the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino, and Gavin Rossdale is clearly not pleased with his new role as a Vegas lounge singer.
You can certainly see it on Mr. Stefani’s face as he walks onto the stage, and if you listen very closely, you can hear the sound of his soul being crushed. Tonight, as it turns out, will be an exclamation mark at the end of a sentence that says, “Your days of crooning to a stadium full of captivated 16-year-olds are over, dude.” Sure, a lot of those same girls are here for this show tonight, but their subscriptions to Tiger Beat ran out more than a while ago.
To be fair, it very well could have been Jesus on stage, beatin’ on a bongo and singing “Glycerine”, and it would have made no difference. People would have kept on talking and drinking, and that one guy would have still been yelling out and flailing his arms around in seizure-like fashion trying to get Dave Navarro’s attention from across the bar.
Now granted, in that situation, I’m fairly certain Jesus wouldn’t have stopped his set to berate the guy like Gavin did. I’m guessing he’d probably just decide to drop the big fishes and loaves thing from the encore.
The fact is; it’s a Vegas nightclub. Sure, Carey Hart’s new place bills itself an “anti-club”. And yes, shouting over deafening rock music is far better than screaming through brain-numbing hip-hop beats. But let us not forget that in Vegas, the party is the thing.
Later tonight, when Camp Freddy takes the stage and acknowledges that they are essentially the evening’s featured lounge act, and that everybody should just continue with their apathetic behavior toward the entertainment, it becomes clear that Wasted Space just became the flash-point for the Vegas ethos in the new millennium.
Because as much as it seemed even a few years ago that Ozzy and Sharon might end up here in Vegas as the new Steve and Eydie, it looks like Navarro is already well on his way to becoming our Sinatra.
Now if Gavin would only ask Wayne Newton if he ever had to tell the crowd to shut up, we can all move on and enjoy the party.
Danke Schoen.
Wow. Kid Rock. An American treasure, in every sense. So, why wouldn’t there be a Kid Rock Action Figure?
Clearly, this was the earlier version, before we added the “sucker-punching Tommy Lee” feature.
The Smashing Pumpkins just announced a few 20th Anniversary Concerts. When I heard that, I said, “Wasn’t it just yesterday that the band officially broke up? Weren’t we all supposed to be rocking out to ‘Zwan’ at this point in our lives?”
Anyway, a quick trip to the Big Dumb Show archives unearthed this gem from back when the Pumpkins called it quits. The first time.
Sure, your local Adult Superstore is full of things that can make your sex-life more satisfying. But the next time you stop in, ask them if they have this helpful device.
Sometimes the stupidest jokes are the best. But until Korn and Hole actually do agree to tour together, enjoy this spot for the greatest concert event that never was.
Tomorrow morning, I’ll be returning to the days of AquaNet over on errorfm. com … playin’ Guns N’ Roses, Motley Crue, Scorpions, Dokken, Poison … etc.
It’s a 4th of July Special:
