Today Vegas Seven‘s gigantic, double-wide “best of” issue hits news racks everywhere around Las Vegas. I contributed a few items (see if you can guess them), but I wrote more than made the final cut. So, for your reading pleasure, to spark discussion and stimulate debate, I’m sharing what I wrote here:
Best Casino Memorabilia Arbitrage Opportunity: The Sahara’s camel lamps, easily the hottest item at the liquidation sale that’s still ongoing. The few that weren’t stolen from rooms before the shutdown are retailing at $150. They’re already going for $350 on eBay. This is the casino-lovers equivalent of a Babe Ruth rookie card.
Best Anti-Dayclub Scene: The Henderson Multi-Generational Center’s Activity Pool. There’s no cabanas for rent, though they do have one thing most Strip pools don’t: a thirty-foot water slide. No bottle service either, though there is a water fountain and Frankilicious, a hot dog stand that claims to be “frankly…delicious,” and not without merit. Plenty of fun water features for the little ones and ample space to stretch out makes this is place to be for locals who struggle through summer without backyard pools.
Best Daredevil Tactic by a CEO: The Stratosphere’s Frank Riolo’s, whose leaps on the resort’s SkyJump attraction galvanized morale at a property that had been hard-hit by recessionary belt-tightening. Investing in room makeovers in early 2010 was just as gutsy, but strangely enough did not get Riolo the employee recognition (or the photo ops) that the jumps have.
Best Worst-Kept Secret in Town: The Cosmopolitan’s “secret” pizza joint, which received almost as much press as the resort’s celebrity chef eateries before it even opened. Recently, the clandestine slice-to-go place was the third most searched-for restaurant on Vegas Mate, a popular Vegas info and travel-planning iPhone app, beating out such decidedly unanonymous restaurants as Hash House a Go Go and Margaritaville. It might help that they make great pizza, served with little pretension.
If you’ve got any best-ofs, go ahead and add them in the comments below. If you have half as much fun as I did…you’ll still have fun.
In today’s Vegas Seven, you can read my brief profile of Joe Magliarditi:
In his new job as president of the Palms, Joe Magliarditi sees some obvious reminders of his earlier experiences.The Rio, where he got his start in gaming in the 1990s, was the prototypical casino with a visitors/locals marketing split. The M Resort, which he opened as chief operating officer, was designed explicitly to capture parts of both markets as well. And in his time as president of the Hard Rock—which ended abruptly when new ownership forced a regime change earlier this year—Magliarditi made a concerted effort to attract locals while trying to revive the property’s flagging finances.
Not everyone has the luxury of a Malibu summer home or the accrued sick/personal leave to spend their summer crashing in the Pacific waves or touring the Continent, so Las Vegans have increasingly turned during the recession years to a marriage of convenience: the Vegas staycation, where locals stay on the Strip and act like tourists.
If you missed it last week, here’s my latest Green Felt Journal, a look at why poker isn’t going anywhere:
A lot of folks are surprised that the World Series of Poker isn’t doing so badly this year. So far, about one-third of tournament events have had record numbers of participants. Back in April, many thought the Black Friday indictments would translate into a bummer of a summer for Caesars Entertainment’s flagship poker asset, but the tournament—like the game of poker itself—has proved to be quite resilient.
I haven’t tied my historical studies to current events in a column like that in a little while. I think I’ll be doing it more often. Hopefully without making people’s eyes glaze over when they see history. I find that sort of thing fascinating, but book sales tell me that I’m in the minority.
My contribution to the coverage of the Great Sahara sale is in Vegas Seven this week:
At the Sahara, NCL put 600,000 items for sale, from camel-base lamps ($150; they were the most consistently pilfered item from hotel rooms) to the wooden doors from the House of Lords restaurant ($825). The two-month liquidation sale is open to the public; for its first four days, NCL levied a $10 entrance fee to help keep the crowds manageable, but since then there’s been no charge to browse and enjoy the Rat-Pack-meets-flea market ambiance.
Walking around that sale was one of the most depressing things I’ve done for a story in Vegas–about on par with last year’s WSOP where I was wheeling around like a vulture waiting for the first bust-out so I could interview them.
To me, this was the most poignant reminder that people’s lives have been changed because of the place going under:
In today’s Green Felt Journal in Vegas Seven, I take a look back at the career of Bill Pennington, who had a much bigger impact on Las Vegas than is generally recognized:
Last month the Nevada casino industry lost one of its pioneers when William N. “Bill” Pennington died at the age of 88. He wasn’t a household name in Las Vegas, but he had a hand in the creation of today’s Las Vegas Strip by helping transform a struggling, scandal-plagued hotel-casino into the keystone of what was, for a time, the most profitable gaming company in the world.
The very end of what I initially wrote didn’t make it in because of space constraints, but because it’s got an important quote from another Strip pioneer, I thought it was important to share. It also puts Pennington’s contributions into perspective:
And, in addition to being a business leader, Pennington never lost sight of the big picture.
“He wasn’t just a good businessman,” says longtime Circus marketing maven Mel Larson. “He was a good husband, father, and friend.”
In a time when Mob museums are memorializing the less-savory elements of our past, we shouldn’t forget real pioneers like Bill Pennington.
To me it’s a real shame that you’ve got tributes to people whose biggest claim to fame was that they had rap sheets, but no public recognition of the contributions of people like Pennington who just took risks, gave visitors what they wanted, and gave a lot of people jobs.
I’ve got a news piece in today’s Vegas Seven about the paradox and problems of pitching Vegas as a party hearty/business friendly destination:
The Las Vegas tourism business is a paradox these days. On paper, things look great: So far this year, visitation numbers are up by more than 5 percent from last year, when more than 37 million visitors came to town. As far as sheer numbers go, Las Vegas is well on its way to rebounding from the recession. But tourism is not, ultimately, a numbers game: it’s a money game. And with the Vegas convention business still trying to regain its footing after the recession, the money’s not what it used to be.
I think this is a big piece of the puzzle. Obviously, there’s no easy answers, but this is something Las Vegas has to figure out if it wants to continue to be a major business travel destination in the post-AIG era.
This Thursday I have a new Green Felt Journal in Vegas Seven. It’s about the implications of William Hill’s growing footprint in Nevada sports betting, which I think is noteworthy:
With all of the sound and fury stirred up by the recent “Black Friday” indictments of three online poker operators, some major news that’s bringing Nevada a bit further into the future and a bit closer to the mainstream of sports betting in the rest of the world has gone largely unheralded.Last month, William Hill, a London-based bookmaking giant that claims 25 percent of the competitive market in the British Isles announced plans to acquire both American Wagering—the owner of Leroy’s, a chain of 53 sports books, 19 betting kiosks, and a Lovelock casino—and Club Cal Neva, a betting chain with more than two dozen outlets, primarily in Northern Nevada. This week, William Hill also bought Brandywine Bookmaking, parent of Lucky’s race and sports books.
I think there’s a real battle brewing between Cantor and Lucky’s/Leroy’s/Club Cal Neva/William Hill for control of the Las Vegas sports book market.
Both companies have visions for how to increase the size of that market, but they’re a little different. Even though Leroy’s is getting its smartphone/tablet apps out first, from what I’ve seen it’s a much more traditional company in terms of approach and product than Cantor’s-Cantor’s CEO Lee Amiatis doesn’t even like the term “sports betting,” preferring “sports trading,” showing his company’s history in the financial markets.
Whoever “wins” (and I’d say there’s plenty of room in the market for both companies and approaches), the way Nevadans bet on sports is going to change over the next year.
A little while ago, I had a really interesting conversation with J Barnard, who does a whole range of things at the Casino Royale. I thought he had a really interesting story, so I decided to share, via Vegas Seven:
It’s not easy for the little guy on the Las Vegas Strip these days. Of course, the little guy’s still a casino that makes millions of dollars each year, but compared with the megaliths owned by the big boys (MGM Resorts International, Caesars Entertainment), places such as the Casino Royale are the neighborhood corner store.
Keeping my finger on the pulse of Vegas entertainment, I decided last week to check out the official unveiling of the Blue Man Group interactive statue and write about it for Vegas Seven:
Last Wednesday, with a T-shirt slingshot and plenty of Twinkies, a new colossus had its formal debut on the Strip. In front of Fashion Show mall, a 15-foot statue of the Blue Man Group both trumpets the famous show at the Venetian and serves as a quirky attraction in its own right, allowing passers-by to see themselves on screen.