Coming Soon! Fourth of July info

 

 

Every year, we try to provide our readers with the best listing of Fourth of July celebrations around the Las Vegas Valley.  This year will be no exception.

So bookmark us, join the RSS feed, get in the habit of checking us out.  You won't be disappointed.

The Fourth falls on a Sunday this year so there will be a three day week-end to help celebrate.  What better place than Las Vegas (see our tab for deals) and what better place to find out where all the fireworks and parties will be held than here at the Classic Las Vegas blog!

The Sahara: Staying There, How Bad Can It Be? Bad.

 

 

 

First, a little back story.  My husband has been going to the National Association of Broadcasters yearly conventions for over thirty years.  For the last six years, he has been employed by a large motion picture studio and is the engineer for their extreme sports channel, FuelTV.

For the last 14 years between NAB and visiting my parents, we have stayed in many hotels on the Strip from economy (that would be you, Tropicana) to very nice (the Venetian, Thanksgiving 2001).  A few years back, Fox sent the crew up for NAB and we stayed at Bally's, which is actually a very good place to stay as long as you don't eat in any of the restaurants.

For the last two years, we have been staying at the Orleans and the only bad thing we can say about that hotel is the long walk from the parking lot to the hotel rooms feels like a ten mile hike.  We've enjoyed many of the restaurants at the Orleans as well.

This year, in a cost-cutting measure and with the idea of being able to send more people, Fox and the Sahara made a deal for the mid range employees and some of the upper executives to stay there during NAB.

Its' a historic property, one of the last remaining original Strip hotels.  It's had its ups and downs and during the winter closed one of its two hotel towers.

But, it had the advantage of being close to the Convention Center and we could take the Monorail.

So, we thought (and we weren't the only ones), how bad can it be?

Well, I am sad to report, it's pretty darn bad.

We checked in mid-afternoon on Saturday.  The registration desk had three people working and a line that snaked down the hall.  The clerk we got was not polite and I would be truthful in saying that she was not only semi-rude but refused to work with us when we discovered they had messed up our reservation.  They had our room type wrong as well as Jon's check-out date wrong.  After going round and round with her about the wrong check out date she was finally able to sorta fix it in the computer but said we should call down later that evening and confirm that it went through!  (Because really, on your first weekend night in Las Vegas you want to have to plan for calling the hotel to make sure they didn't screw up fixing the screw up on their end, I guess.)  That should have been the first warning sign.

Instead of the king bed we had reserved, all they had to offer (for one night and then we could move) were two queen beds.  We were offered the Hospitality Suite for another $50 a night and felt like victims of a bait and switch.  We declined to spend the extra dough on the suite.

After all, how bad could an average room be?

Turns out, pretty bad.  After we escaped the Clerk from Hell, we stopped by the small shop, Sahara Spirits,  that sold water and sodas.  We were parched and hoping to get some cold water.  The smell from the shop hit us in the face as we walked in.  It was that Vegas sewer smell and we turned around and left without buying anything.

The lobby that once had been brightly decorated with an Egyptian and Casbah motif was now shades of gray.  I am not joking.  Gray.  Because the color is such a pick-me-up?  Whoever thought the grey and brown color scheme works should be fired.

The elevator took us up to our floor.  As we walked down the corridor and got closer to our room we could hear the Ice Machine making enough noise to wake the dead.  A hole was knocked into the wall next to our door.

By the next day we could sympathize with whoever had hit the wall.  They were likely tired of dealing with the staff.

Our room had a view of the Stratosphere Tower (where Fox had tried to house our group but was unsuccessful).  It also had two different types of carpet.  One type was for the entrance and felt like astro-turf.  The other, completely different carpet type, covered the rest of the room.

The telephone was located on the desk across from one of the beds.  This meant if you left a wake up call, you had to get out of bed to answer it.  I am still trying to understand the logic of that one.

The air conditioner made a wailing sound.  Though there was a thermostat on the wall, that didn't work but the old fashioned wall air conditioner did.  It was making the wailing sound.

The box springs had smudges on the top of them where they met the mattress.  We didn't want to know.

There was no remote for the TV and we had to call housekeeping to bring us another.  The guy who brought it implied we had palmed the other.  I guess guests of the Sahara have nothing better to do than rip off remotes that work 20 year old televisions.

We went out Sunday morning about 10:00 am and returned to the room at 3:30 pm.  Housekeeping had not been there.  A call to them let us know that they were working their way towards us and it would probably be another hour.

We walked around, played a few slots (which took our money fairly quickly with no return) and ended up sitting by the pool area, in the wind and cool weather.

Finally, our room was cleaned (or what passes for clean at the Sahara).

That night we had dinner with Jon's co-workers.  Most of them were staying at the Sahara and each of them had their own horror stories they told us about checking in and more.

As the dinner progressed, we began joking about going to Fry's Electronics to buy black lights so that we could run our own CSI-type tests for bodily fluids in our rooms.

We all agreed that we really didn't want to know.

The sad part is that it doesn't have to be this way.  Mike Nolan and the crew at the El Cortez have trail blazed the path for how to restore and rejuvinate an aging hotel/casino.  Yes, it costs some money but the El Cortez is doing a land office business these days and the majority of people who stay there are having a good time.

The same can't be said for staying at the Sahara.

Bottom line, I don't think Fox will be returning to the Sahara (everyone we met was planning on lodging complaints with the Fox Travel office based on their daily experiences with the staff).

I don't see us ever going back as well.

Which is too bad.  The hotel deserves better treatment from her owners and her staff.

 

Lena Horne Has Passed Away

 

 

 

She was an icon.  A woman whose career should have been so much more but was over-shadowed by the era in which she lived.  Her film parts were often cut out of films so that they could run in the South without any backlash.  She should have had the role of Julie in "Showboat", a role she was born to play.  Instead the part went to her good friend, Ava Gardner.

She helped break the color line in Las Vegas in an era when the city was known as the "Mississippi of the West".  She graced the stage of the Sands Hotel's Copa Room and refused to drive across town to stay in the boarding houses on the Westside.

Entertainment Director Jack Entratter supported her decision and allowed her to stay in the hotel.

In the early 1980s, she performed a critically acclaimed one-woman show, "Lena:  A Woman and Her Music" on Broadway (she won a Tony) and around the country.

RIP, Ms. Horne.  You will always be remembered:

From the NY Times:

Lena Horne, the enchanting jazz singer and actress known for her plaintive, signature song "Stormy Weather" and for her triumph over the bigotry that allowed her to entertain white audiences but not socialize with them, has died. She was 92.

Horne died Sunday at NewYork-Presbyterian Hospital, said hospital spokeswoman Gloria Chin, who would not release details.

Quincy Jones, a longtime friend and collaborator, was among those mourning her death Monday. He called her a "pioneering groundbreaker."

"Our friendship dated back more than 50 years and continued up until the last moment, her inner and outer beauty immediately bonding us forever," said Jones, who noted that they worked together on the film "The Wiz" and a Grammy-winning live album.

"Lena Horne was a pioneering groundbreaker, making inroads into a world that had never before been explored by African-American women, and she did it on her own terms," he added. "Our nation and the world has lost one of the great artistic icons of the 20th century. There will never be another like Lena Horne and I will miss her deeply."

"I knew her from the time I was born, and whenever I needed anything she was there. She was funny, sophisticated and truly one of a kind. We lost an original. Thank you Lena," Liza Minnelli said Monday. Her father, director Vincente Minnelli, brought Horne to Hollywood to star in "Cabin in the Sky," in 1943.

Horne, whose striking beauty often overshadowed her talent and artistry, was remarkably candid about the underlying reason for her success: "I was unique in that I was a kind of black that white people could accept," she once said. "I was their daydream. I had the worst kind of acceptance because it was never for how great I was or what I contributed. It was because of the way I looked."

In the 1940s, Horne was one of the first black performers hired to sing with a major white band, to play the Copacabana nightclub in New York City and when she signed with MGM, she was among a handful of black actors to have a contract with a major Hollywood studio.

In 1943, MGM Studios loaned her to 20th Century-Fox to play the role of Selina Rogers in the all-black movie musical "Stormy Weather." Her rendition of the title song became a major hit and her most famous tune.

Horne had an impressive musical range, from blues and jazz to the sophistication of Rodgers and Hart in such songs as "The Lady Is a Tramp" and "Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered." In 1942's "Panama Hattie," her first movie with MGM, she sang Cole Porter's "Just One of Those Things," winning critical acclaim.

In her first big Broadway success, as the star of "Jamaica" in 1957, reviewer Richard Watts Jr. called her "one of the incomparable performers of our time." Songwriter Buddy de Sylva dubbed her "the best female singer of songs."

"It's just a great loss," said Janet Jackson in an interview on Monday. "She brought much joy into everyone's lives – even the younger generations, younger than myself. She was such a great talent. She opened up such doors for artists like myself."

Horne was perpetually frustrated with racism.

"I was always battling the system to try to get to be with my people. Finally, I wouldn't work for places that kept us out. ... It was a damn fight everywhere I was, every place I worked, in New York, in Hollywood, all over the world," she said in Brian Lanker's book "I Dream a World: Portraits of Black Women Who Changed America."

While at MGM, Horne starred in the all-black "Cabin in the Sky," but in most movies, she appeared only in musical numbers that could be cut when shown in the South and she was denied major roles and speaking parts. Horne, who had appeared in the role of Julie in a "Show Boat" scene in a 1946 movie about Jerome Kern, seemed a logical choice for the 1951 movie, but the part went to a white actress, Ava Gardner, who did not sing.

"Metro's cowardice deprived the musical (genre) of one of the great singing actresses," film historian John Kobal wrote.

"She was a very angry woman," said film critic-author-documentarian Richard Schickel, who worked with Horne on her 1965 autobiography.

"It's something that shaped her life to a very high degree. She was a woman who had a very powerful desire to lead her own life, to not be cautious and to speak out. And she was a woman, also, who felt in her career that she had been held back by the issue of race. So she had a lot of anger and disappointment about that."

Early in her career, Horne cultivated an aloof style out of self-preservation. Later, she embraced activism, breaking loose as a voice for civil rights and as an artist. In the last decades of her life, she rode a new wave of popularity as a revered icon of American popular music.

Her 1981 one-woman Broadway show, "Lena Horne: The Lady and Her Music," won a special Tony Award, and the accompanying album, produced by Jones, earned her two Grammy Awards. (Horne won another Grammy, in 1995 for "An Evening With Lena Horne.") In it, the 64-year-old singer used two renditions – one straight and the other gut-wrenching – of "Stormy Weather" to give audiences a glimpse of the spiritual odyssey of her five-decade career.

Lena Mary Calhoun Horne was born in Brooklyn on June 30, 1917, to a leading family in black society. Her daughter, Gail Lumet Buckley, wrote in her 1986 book "The Hornes: An American Family" that among their relatives was Frank Horne, an adviser to President Franklin D. Roosevelt.

She was largely raised by her grandparents as her mother, Edna Horne, who pursued a career in show business and father Teddy Horne separated. Lena dropped out of high school at age 16 and joined the chorus line at the Cotton Club, the fabled Harlem night spot where the entertainers were black and the clientele white. She left the club in 1935 to tour with Noble Sissle's orchestra, billed as Helena Horne, the name she continued using when she joined Charlie Barnet's white orchestra in 1940.

A movie offer from MGM came when she headlined a show at the Little Troc nightclub with the Katherine Dunham dancers in 1942.

Her success led some blacks to accuse Horne of trying to "pass" in a white world with her light complexion. Max Factor even developed an "Egyptian" makeup shade especially for her. But she refused to go along with the studio's efforts to portray her as an exotic Latina.

"I don't have to be an imitation of a white woman that Hollywood sort of hoped I'd become," Horne once said. "I'm me, and I'm like nobody else."

Horne was only 2 when her grandmother, a prominent member of the Urban League and the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, enrolled her in the NAACP. But she avoided activism until 1945 when she was entertaining at an Army base and saw German prisoners of war sitting up front while black American soldiers were consigned to the rear.

That pivotal moment channeled her anger into something useful.

She got involved in various social and political organizations and, partly because of a friendship with singer-actor-activist Paul Robeson, was blacklisted during the red-hunting McCarthy era.

By the 1960s, Horne was one of the most visible celebrities in the civil rights movement, once throwing a lamp at a customer who made a racial slur in a Beverly Hills restaurant and, in 1963, joining 250,000 others in the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom when Martin Luther King Jr. gave his "I Have a Dream" speech. Horne also spoke at a rally that year with another civil rights leader, Medgar Evers, just days before his assassination.

The next decade brought her first to a low point, then to a fresh burst of artistry. She appeared in her last movie in 1978, playing Glinda the Good in "The Wiz," directed by her son-in-law, Sidney Lumet.

Horne had married MGM music director Lennie Hayton, a white man, in Paris in 1947 after her first overseas engagements in France and England. An earlier marriage to Louis J. Jones had ended in divorce in 1944 after producing daughter Gail and a son, Teddy.

Her father, her son and Hayton all died in 1970 and 1971, and the grief-stricken singer secluded herself, refusing to perform or even see anyone but her closest friends. One of them, comedian Alan King, took months persuading her to return to the stage, with results that surprised her.

"I looked out and saw a family of brothers and sisters," she said. "It was a long time, but when it came I truly began to live."

And she discovered that time had mellowed her bitterness.

"I wouldn't trade my life for anything," she said, "because being black made me understand."

Mid-Century Modern Exhibit at the Nevada State Museum, Las Vegas

 

This is going to be a wonderful event.  Dennis McBride, Tom Dyer, Wes, Paul and the crew at the State Museum have been working on this exhibit for months.  Some of the decorative arts on display are from Dennis' own fabulous Mid-Century Modern collection.

The photos, of course, are from the wonderful J. Florian Mitchell collection that we have talked about here and that were part of the inspiration for our wonderful Mid-Century Modern day last fall.

I am hoping that Dennis can do a blog piece about choosing the photos and items for the exhibit so stay tuned.

In the meantime, be sure to RSVP to Stacy Irvin as you don't want to miss this wonderful homage to Mid-Century Modern Las Vegas!