Macao even more profitable than previously thought

Venetian MacaoIf the Chinese government isn’t handing free money to casino operators in Macao, they’re getting the next best thing: free land. Due to the exceptionally slow-moving nature of Macanese governmental paperwork, casino developers have been able to build on their sites for years, rent-free. Las Vegas Sands was able to save at least $3 million on Venetian Macao (left) because it took bureaucrats nearly three years to finalize the lease. Galaxy Entertainment and Melco Crown Entertainment are named as other beneficiaries of governmental sloth.

My favorite part of the exposé is when it refers to Sands’ stalled Cotai Strip™ sites, “where it pretends [sic] to build a total of three hotel and mixed use towers in Cotai.” No, but it must sometimes feel like a pretense to the long-suffering Macanese.

Here’s one way to keep the federal government out of the casino-taxing business, regulate and tax Internet gambling at the state level. The California proposal is more elaborate than the Review-Journal lets on and may prove too cumbersome to implement, but given Golden State lawmakers credit for taking a forward-thinking approach. This is a trend worth encouraging.

We’ve been taking a wait-and-see attitude on New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie, vis-a-vis gaming issues, and so far it’s been a mixed bag but mostly positive. His reversal of a Jon Corzine policy to have casinos police themselves in the event of another government shutdown was a sensible move. S&G also took heart from his declaration that the state’s horse tracks would have to be self-sufficient, as that implicitly meant the horsey set would have to been itself from the $30 million/year teat supplied by Atlantic City‘s casinos.

However, Christie — if not exactly flip-flopping — is starting to waffle a bit where once he was flatly opposed to VLTs at tracks. Way to push Atlantic City under the bus, guv! Then again, if it’s going to require massive tax incentives to get Revel finished on the Boardwalk (as appears to be the case), slots at tracks may be the bitter pill Atlantic City has to swallow in order to sweet-talk additional development dollars out of Trenton‘s grip.

Whoever takes the reins at Pinnacle Entertainment is going find themselves a lame duck. Supposedly interim CEO John Giovenco continues to preempt major decisions that ought to be the prerogative of his successor. There’s no dearth of available executive talent, so Pinnacle’s stalling tactics are a head-scratcher … unless Chairman Richard Goeglein‘s endgame is land an obliging patsy who will carry out his (Goeglein’s) vision for the company.

Trouble in Rivers Casino. If business doesn’t continue to pick up at Pittsburgh‘s downtown slot parlor, it’ll have to raid the casino cage to meet its commitments to the city and county. The book on Rivers Casino is getting perilously close to Chapter 11.

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Quote of the Day

“If there was this kind of trepidation in Las Vegas, there’d be no Las Vegas.” — a reader’s reaction to the one-step-forward/two-steps-backward dysfunction that is ongoing in Kansas. Then again, it could soon be moot.

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Kudos for Loveman

Harrah’s Entertainment is no longer going to the dogs — or won’t be, if it gets its way in Iowa. It’s offered to pay the Hawkeye State a tidy $70 million in exchange for being released from its greyhound-racing requirement at two racinos. Since those racino licenses were premised on the running of hundreds of races a year, yes, it’s a recalibration of the playing field in Harrah’s favor.

And yes, “If live dog racing were halted, Iowans would be thrown out of work and Harrah’s would ship profits to its Las Vegas headquarters instead of investing in Iowa, kennel operators told the [Des Moines] Register.” The financially strapped casino operator clearly has enlightened self-interest on its side.

However, if the dog-racing industry is so gosh-darned economically important, why does the State of Iowa need to prop it up by force of law? If Harrah’s offer is accepted and it pounds a couple more nails into greyhound racing, dog lovers will owe CEO Gary Loveman a vote of thanks, regardless of his motives.

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Torino’s big gamble

At a time when the bottom has fallen out of Las Vegas Strip land prices what possessed Brett Torino to make an uncontested, above-market bid for a small and awkwardly configured piece of Strip real estate?

Before we get to the answer, a bit of history. Way back when — even before yours truly moved here — Clark County obtained the northeast corner of Harmon Avenue and the Strip, with an eye to eventually rerouting Harmon into a megaresort that Steve Wynn was expected to build south of Bellagio. Time passed and it took the county more than 10 years to actually reconfigure Harmon as planned — by which time it had become a conduit into and through CityCenter.

aladdin2While the county dithered, the Sommer Trust had embarked on a costly re-do of the Aladdin, under the direction of Richard Goeglein (currently chairman of Pinnacle Entertainment). Among many odd design choices that Goeglein and Jack Sommer elected upon, the most bizarre was to build around the county’s acreage in such a way as to leave a massive, blank-walled indentation in the Aladdin’s southwest façade. The resultant butt-ugliness would be one of the Strip’s worst eyesores and its never-attempted remediation was among the balls dropped by subsequent owner Robert Earl, who now joins Goeglein, Sommer and London Clubs International among those who failed to produce a genie from Aladdin’s lamp.

With Harmon (finally) rerouted, exit the county and enter Torino. His new acreage is too small and far too narrow to build anything of consequence — maybe a mall of schlock shops, if that’s his fancy. But it seems pretty clear that he’s got a different gambit in mind.

Despite corporate protestations to the contrary, the interposition of the Barbary Coast between the Flamingo and Bally’s Las Vegas clearly chafed at Harrah’s Entertainment CEO Gary Loveman — so much so that he eventually paid $19.5 million an acre for it and bought a couple of north Strip parcels as gifts, the better to persuade Boyd Gaming to part with the place. So Torino is all but certainly gambling that if he just sits on that thumb-like Harmon parcel long enough, he can force Loveman to the bargaining table.

As further enticement, he can offer 18 acres immediately to the south, now worth only $141 million. But Torino’s got creditors chewing on his ass to liquidate that land, so any sort of Torino-to-Harrah’s flip would have to come together fast. Still, when you consider that the aggregate 20 acres in question would put Loveman sitting smack-dab across the street from CityCenter, I’d be surprised if he’s not got his people talking to Torino’s people this very moment. Worst-case scenario, the lure of Torino’s two Planet Hollywood-adjoining acres (and the chance to unify that block) will prove too great a lure for Loveman to resist.

Advantage: Torino.

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Quote of the Day

“I’m rooting for Frank Marino‘s Divas at the Imperial Palace and the Singing Naked Boys [sic] at the Onyx Theater because it’s the smaller shows that are the true meat and potatoes of  entertainment.” — Las Vegas media event fixture Monti Rock III. Writes an LVA staffer, “Why am I bothered by his choice of phraseology?!

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Aren’t we glad?

When given lemons, make lemonade. When hit with a throat infection, lay low and scrounge around for S&G fodder. So it is today — and I didn’t have to scrounge very far.

While Las Vegas didn’t dodge too many bullets during the Great Recession, we ought to say a quick prayer of thanks that Christopher Milam and James Packer never got their Crown Las Vegas edifice off the ground, so to speak. In design and aspiration, it was modeled on Burj Dubai. (It also would have jutted unnervingly close to a McCarran International Airport flight pattern, but never mind.) Actually, it’s now Burj Khalifa, as a suck-up to the ruler of neighboring Abu Dhabi, Dubai’s prospective financial rescuer.

Not only is nothing in the tower open save the observation deck, the latter recently had to be closed due to infrastructural problems. The first reports were vague, then a frightening tale emerged of 60 sightseers stranded 124 floors up, while another 15 were trapped in an elevator. What sounds like a harrowing ordeal is also another reason to be glad Vegas’ infatuation with Dubai (and vice versa) has petered away, albeit due more to the emirate’s insolvency than an outbreak of sanity on either side of the ocean.

Said one disgruntled tourist, “The tower was projected as a metaphor for Dubai. So the metaphor should work.” Overambitious? Behind schedule? Malfunctioning? I’d say the metaphor’s working perfectly. Vegas, this could have been you — and aren’t you glad it isn’t?

Slippery slots. Analysts are scratching their heads over a recent 14% decline in the average stock price of the big three — WMS, Bally Technologies, IGT — well exceeding the S&P average. Among the causes of blame are the inelastic performance of regional gambling markets (which is a nice way of saying we’re temporarily maxed-out on casinos), as well as the big question marks hovering over Illinois and Alabama. The former is proving surprisingly unreceptive to bartop video slots (evidently because of the illegal VLT biz that’s entrenched there), while the latter is tottering between the statewide legalization or complete shutdown of a casino business that’s legit in some counties and a big no-no in others.

Resorts giveth, Resorts taketh away. In a last-ditch attempt to keep table game players away from Pennsylvania, there’s a new ploy in play at Resorts Atlantic City. The city’s oldest casino is bringing back $2 blackjack. But you have to pay a quarter per hand in order to partake of the low-limit game. A 12.5% surcharge for every two bucks you lay down: Would you pay it? D’ya think it’ll catch on?

Fun with room rates. You can get a bigger Wynncore resort credit ($100 vs. $75) if you accept the one that can’t be applied to A) gambling, B) retail or C) Garth Brooks. Well … they’ve got some awfully nice restaurants there. Harrah’s Entertainment, meanwhile, picked a devil of a time to add Planet Hollywood‘s room inventory to its satchel. For 2010 to date, Harrah’s is taking it by far the worst (-14% ADRs) of the big operators and — generally speaking — the low end is where ADRs are depressed the most. At least the Planet Ho buy shouldn’t add to Harrah’s bargain-end exposure.

CasinoAztarCarlino’s big score. During a flat month for Indiana, the clear winner was Penn National Gaming‘s new Hollywood Casino Lawrenceburg, up 9%. Its $36 million haul also puts it in the select company of Harrah’s Horseshoe Hammond, at the northern end of the state, which hauled aboard $42 million. Every southern Indiana riverboat took it on the kisser (i.e., -5% to -11) Hollywood, save for Casino Aztar which defied the odds for a 2% increase. The best thing Carl Icahn‘s people could do for Aztar is just keep on what trustee Robert Dingman‘s been doing.

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A funny thing happened …

jim-gibbons-821-cropped-proto-custom_2I was touring the Erotic Heritage Museum, when my guide, doctoral student Amanda Morgan, made the following observation: “As you know, Nevada is very conservative. If you look at the population of people in Las Vegas and looked at the type who are involved in higher government, it might give you some insight into why they’re so conservative.”

Scarcely more than 24 hours later, KLAS-TV‘s George Knapp reported that Gov. Jim Gibbons swears he has taken a vow of chastity dating back to the 1990s (encompassing the period during which he was married to Dawn Gibbons). Midnight Jim must have a will of iron; I’ve seen him in action at Nevada Hospitality & Lodging Association shindig at MGM Grand, and he was catnip to the ladies. Ten-plus years of celibacy must be a heavy crucifix to bear, governor, especially with all those lovelies flocking to his side.

(I suspect the reason Midnight Jim crashed the NHLA party was because MGM Mirage was conducting a video preview of CityCenter. MGM CEO Jim Murren had just announced that the company would be backing Rory Reid for governor and Gibbons saw a chance to play Banquo’s Ghost in Murren’s backyard. That’s just a hunch but Gibbons rarely shows his gubernatorial countenance around Vegas, so payback makes an extremely plausible motivation.)

The KLAS story, which alludes to a “love condo” in San Diego may explain a recent one-day constitutional crisis set off by a secret trip Gibbons took to California (so top-hush he didn’t even tell his staff). As reported at the time in S&G, since Lt. Gov. Brian Krolicki also had business out of state, that made state Sen. Mike Schneider (D) governor for a day. The Democratic-dominated Lege could have passed all manner of mischief and sent it to Schneider for John Hancock but Schneider, being a responsible solon, let it be known there’d not be any such hijinks.

As for Midnight Jim’s threat to sue Knapp, he’s stepping far out of his weight class. The latter has risked his reputation to conduct a wide variety of investigative adventures and remains Nevada’s go-to guy for enterprise journalism. He’s got balls the size of Elko County, so if I were Gibbons I’d just lie low (something at which he’s normally very adept) and wait for the storm to pass.

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Quote of the Day

“Even here in Washington, that’s real money.” — President Barack Obama, to Katie Couric, during a pre-Super Bowl interview, on the subject of a trillion dollars.

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Adieu, Bourbon Street

bourbonstreet3Kitty-korner from Bally’s Las Vegas is the former site of Bourbon Street, long since imploded by Harrah’s Entertainment and not the least bit missed. It had a skanky reputation and the tightest slots you ever did play. After it was demolished on Feb. 14, 2006 (left), it became Wino Corner, with the empty bottles piled so high and wide that it took some media chastisement to get Harrah’s to literally clean up its act.

During the years that Bourbon Street has been parking lot for construction trailers, one remnant of its former self remained: a series of giant medallions embedded in the sidewalk. They bore the names of Al Hirt, Pete Fountain and other New Orleans jazz greats. They also made a nice trivia question or conversation starter. Until somebody decided to gouge them out of the pavement, that is. At first, the job was sloppily done, which much of surrounding brick left in place and asphalt slopped into the newly cratered “pedestrian realm.” Scratch one more vestige of Las Vegas’ relatively brief history.

Having just ridden by the former Bourbon Street site today, I am pleased to report that Harrah’s has gone back and completely effaced the eyesore it created. The whole stretch has been newly paved, with a fresh driveway entry (Hmmmm …) in the middle. Still, what harm would it have done to have left the medallions in place? Why is the prevalent impulse toward our scant heritage to destroy, not preserve?

As for that new driveway: Any sign of positive movement on Harrah’s idle acreage is a cause of great interest. The single most obvious consequence of the semi-paralysis that inevitably, predictably afflicted the company after its frivolous LBO was the creation of a vast, dark post-apocalyptic wasteland, stretching from the Monorail back to Koval Lane. The presence of a few slum-like apartment buildings owned by Oscar Nunez (who had his chance to sell to Harrah’s for beaucoup bucks and blew it) only adds to the prevailing wretchedness. If CEO Gary Loveman doesn’t hang on long enough to redevelop his grab-bag of East Strip property, he can point to that black void and honestly say he’s left his mark upon Las Vegas.

Fun fact: Bourbon Street began life 30 years ago as The Shenandoah, under an ownership group that included the suddenly ubiquitous Wayne Newton. The Wayner is omnipresent this week.

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Quote of the Day

Q of H“Unfortunately, people come to hotels or motels to commit suicide, to commit crimes, to do drugs, prositution.” — former Queen of Hearts owner Ann Meyers, representing for the Nevada hotel industry. If that was her audition to be the new Las Vegas Convention & Visitors Authority spokeswoman, she needn’t bother waiting for a callback.

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Lowden’s interesting omission

Here, for your viewing pleasure, is Archon Corp. Treasurer Sue Lowden‘s newest ad spot. I saw it on the tube this morning and was struck by the euphemistic way it gets around having to describe her as a “casino executive,” like it’s something of which to be ashamed. My guess is it’s a very large sop to Nevada’s very large Latter-Day Saints populace.

There are some people (who could be atheists for all I know) who live here yet love to log onto the Review-Journal and Sun Web sites every doggone day to rail about how eeeeeeeeevil Las Vegas is and how they can’t wait for the Great Recession to drive the tourists away and bring everything crashing down. It’s all very perverse and masochistic. If that’s the mindset to which Lowden is pandering, I don’t think she’s got anybody fooled. She’s been on the scene too long and been far too prominent.

Just say, “I’m Sue and I’m a casino executive.” The truth will set you free.

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Pawlenty, in real time

Tim_Pawlenty_official_photoAs you may have already read, Minnesota Gov. Tim Pawlenty (R) is coming to Venelazzo to dole out some markers to the local GOP that he could call in for a 2012 presidential run (native son John Ensign having obligingly self-destructed). Pawlenty’s very down on unions, which he blames for many of his state’s problems, so it’s no wonder that he’s showing up as a guest of Sheldon Adelson. (Note to Culinary, teachers’ union: Potential picketing opportunity! Teevee time! Fun!!!)

Pawlenty lent 53 minutes to Minnesota Public Radio and some of what he had to say makes me wonder how he feels about playing the rubber-chicken circuit in Sin City, of all places (for him anyway). Here’s a partial blow-by-blow …

7″: Just 7 minutes in & T-Paw is already taking a condescending, belittling tone toward legislative process. Like that’ll play on Capitol Hill.

10″: At least T-Paw has the composure to laugh, take it in stride when constituent phones in, calls him “a coward.”

26″: T-Paw equates [reckless] mortgage lenders w. casinos. Wrong. Casinos have way more financial safeguards. T-Paw’s either a dunce or prude, maybe both.

37″ [And the winner is … “prude”]: Pawlenty nixes any MN expansion of gambling w. many an unpleasant sneer. Dismisses casino revs as merely “hundreds of millions.” No, really.

[OK, so maybe “dunce,” too, since the logical economic counter-argument would be that more casinos are no longer equaling more revenue and he could back it up with statistics.]

39″ [And, coming down the back stretch, it’s “prude”!] T-Paw practically [and repeatedly] spits out “gaming” like an insult.* Can’t take much more of this whiny, sarcastic, sanctimonious, self-pitying jerk.

* Fun fact: Pawlenty was for casino expansion before he was against it, tells interviewer failed legislative push was everybody’s fault except his.

Actually, I went the distance, although I’m surprised Pawlenty didn’t dislocate an arm patting himself on the back. People who find the current occupant of the White House smug and didactic might not like Pawlenty much better. He’s pretty stuck on himself (like most politicians only more so), at times nauseatingly self-righteous. The dude’ll have to dial back on his constant propensity to sneer … unless he’s a VP-wannabe, in which case being the attack dog comes with the job title.

As you can tell from the transcript above, his brittle, defensive and reflexively “Yer mamma wears Army boots” manner doesn’t wear well over the course of an hour and he practically blows a blood vessel when a negative local newspaper editorial is mentioned. The guy comes off as very uptight. He’s lasted as long as he has partly because Minnesota’s three- and four-way gubernatorial races only required him to eke out a plurality (and, boy, did he eke in 2006).

Overall impression: Won’t make it in 2012, not even close, and probably will find he doesn’t have the stomach for it. His affect is that of CPA-in-Chief, so that’s not going to help. If he thinks Minnesota politics are rough, he’s in for a surprise when he tries to go national. T-Paw can churn out facts and figures with the best of them betrays no trace of what Bush pere called “the vision thing.” Chances are he’ll either bore potential voters to death or snap from the rhetorical pounding he’ll take on the campaign trail and have a very entertaining public meltdown, maybe flipping out on Matt Lauer in best Tom Cruise fashion.

He should have an, uh, interesting time at Casa Sheldon, given his prim, Church Lady attitude towards gambling. If Minnesota tribal casinos stick in his craw, he ain’t seen nothin’ yet. (Maybe a little nightclubbing would kill the bug up his ass.)

I strongly suspect he’d oppose UIGEA repeal — the only major gambling issue on the federal docket — but mask his moral snootiness (he’s an evangelical Christian) behind his anti-tax mantra. On tribal-gambling issues he’s been as constant as a weather vane and was guilty of some nasty anti-Native American rhetoric in the wayback. To his credit, whether one agrees with him or not, Pawlenty evinces a much better-informed grasp of education and environmental issues than does the entire Las Vegas Review-Journal editorial board rolled together.

OK, it’s a very small compliment but I’m trying to find something to say in T-Paw’s favor. He’s considerably more substantive than some of his likely opponents (if Mitt Romney doesn’t run, Pawlenty can position himself as Romney Lite — now with 100% less Mormonism!) and has been staying up nights burnishing his fiscal-conservative credentials, so if you’re casino-friendly but lean rightwards I guess it comes down to how much of his bluenose morality and Debbie Downer personality you can abide.

Thirty-one years ago, I moved to Minnesota and one of the first radio voices I came to recognize was MPR’s Gary Eichten. With the possible exception of Jon Ralston, I can’t think of anybody else who relates governmental minutiae with the breathless excitement you’d associate with Terry and the Pirates or the latest episode of Lost. It’s good to hear that, three decades-plus on, Eichten hasn’t lost any of the joy in his work. There’s an example for the rest of us, journalists especially.

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Quote of the Day

“We will lose our competitive edge … and add to the already crushing burden of unemployment in this state. We will lose the ability to train the workforce for the very economy we wish to attract this state.” — Dan Klaich, Nevada‘s chancellor of higher education, on budget proposals by Gov. Jim Gibbons to ultimately reduce higher-education funding by 29%, potentially excluding 16,000 Nevadans from a college education and pink-slipping 1,000 faculty members.

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Case Bets: Laughlin postmortem, Newton grounded, Gibbons robs problem gamblers

It’s an S&G Special Austerity Edition (i.e., no pictures) …

Three grand. That’s the value of a human life in Nevada. The Washingtonian who crashed his car into Laughlin‘s Edgewater casino, killing two and injuring seven, is out on $6,000 bail. One presumes that the tally weighing on his conscience is considerably greater than that. And to think that this tragedy might have been forestalled by a few iron pillars like the tasteful ones you see outside Fry’s Electronics or the “decorative” impediments that front any Target store. Whatever the Edgewater saved by having inadequate protection of its entrance will be as nothing compared to the cost of the litigation that will arise from this fiasco as certainly as night follows day.

Speaking of inevitabilities, that $5.5 billion balloon payment looming on MGM Mirage‘s debt schedule next year will have to be pushed back to mid-decade. Seriously, did either MGM or its lenders think it could meet that deadline when the loans were drawn up? This is the Mount Everest of non-surprising events.

On most days, Nevada’s phone-it-in governor, Jim Gibbons is good for a laugh. For instance, as when rattles off a laundry list of Northern Nevada attractions but lumps everything worth seeing south of Washoe County under “Las Vegas.” Or when he thinks it’s Casual Friday at the state capital (for once, the term “Twitpic” seems singularly apt). Or when he says Nevada will be a “premier leader.” (As opposed to a “rearguard leader”? A “middle-of-the-pack leader”?)

But there’s nothing funny about Midnight Jim’s latest austerity budget. Whether it’s skimping on medical gloves, further decimating services to the mentally ill or whacking 27 positions from the Nevada Gaming Control Board payroll (a 2010 agency staffed proportionally to 1990-sized casino industry), there are potentially disastrous consequences — think Hepatitis Crisis, the Sequel — to many of the items on Gibbons’ budgetary death list.

However, one of the worst cuts, the most odious, the most characteristic of what makes Midnight Jim not only despicable but unfit to hold office is his desire to raid the fund set aside for treating pathological gamblers, saving a relatively puny $1.8 million, (down from $2.5 million, five years ago). It took years of advocacy, especially in the face of one feckless Legislature after another, to get even this modest revenue stream — funded by taxes on slot machines — generated.

When it comes to problem gambling, the State of Nevada has long been in denial and now Gibbons proposes to take away what little it has been willing to commit to pathological gamblers and the people who treat them. (Child-protective services are also a target for Gibbons’ rapacity, further proof that no one is too small to be given the gubernatorial finger.) As dire the picture is for the arts, they’re getting off relatively easy.

Turning to the continued diminution of Nevada’s educational system, even if the worst-case scenario (see end of story) doesn’t come true, it’s still economic suicide, guaranteeing the state an undereducated, underqualified, uncompetitive workforce for years to come. That’s precisely not the prescription for achieving the economic diversification Midnight Jim claims to be pursuing. Then again, despite his pair of advanced degrees, pilot’s license and military decorations, I sometimes wonder if our governor could add two and two if you spotted him the “= 4.”

Gibbons’ former benefactors at MGM, by the way, is among those who should be lauded for doing what Nevada has largely failed to, in re pathological gambling. Harrah’s Entertainment has been raising awareness early and often, whether under the leadership of Philip Satre or Gary Loveman, and IGT has been a generous underwriter of problem-gambling programs. Heck, the state’s “fund” is paid for by the industry, too. Here’s hoping that gaming execs make some loud noises about those dollars being potentially stashed in a different state pocket than the one for which they were intended.

Air Newton. As though Michigan doesn’t have problems enough, a county airport is on the hook for 60 dimes after Wayne Newton abandoned an airplane there. It used to be a $2 million ride but, from the sound of things, it’s not worth the price of a Once Before You Go ticket anymore.

Post-Newton. What’s to become of the Tiffany Theatre when The Wayner rings down the curtain in April? That’s the subject of a spirited internal debate at the Tropicana, it seems. One can certainly understand the financial imperative in favor of ripping out the seating for a Luxor-style sardine-can arena (though, hopefully, with a less vertiginous rake to it). Besides, sitting in a booth that’s at right angles to the stage has some inherent drawbacks for the customer (like, Who gets the seats facing away from the action?).

However, there aren’t too many old-school Vegas showrooms left, especially since the demise of the Stardust‘s, which epitomized the pleasures and pitfalls of that type of venue. Besides, for those patrons willing to pay premium prices, they ought to get a little something extra in return … like elbow room.

Strictly for laughs. If the one and only Larry King were in Avatar, he’d look … pretty much the way he already does. This is one of those days we need a laugh, however cheaply they come.

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See Laughlin and die

It’s standard industry practice to jam slot machines up as close to the front door as humanly possible. Hell, if they could put them out on the street, they would. (Casino Royale actually has machines on the Strip, but they’re just a gimmick; money doesn’t change hands.) And now two women are dead in Laughlin because somebody piled his car into the slot floor of the Edgewater. Forget about putting metal detectors at casino entrances; it looks like what’s needed is a moat, drawbridge and portcullis.

If Christ were alive today He’d be top-lining a UFC match or so the churchy set contends. Next thing you know, the Fertitta Brothers will be touting an overcard betwen Jesus “The Carpenter” Christ and Kimbo Slice.

Even a town built on hyperbole, the orgasmic prose of Robin Leach stands out for its absurdity. Readers of his Luxe Life blog were treated to the breathless news that, Saturday night, “Palazzo food and beverage executives have opened the ultimate in decadence with the Laguna Champagne Bar on the casino floor,” as Leach’s keyboard shrieked.

It happens that I was at the same media event and if this was “the ultimate in decadence,” then Leach needs to leave the house more than once or twice a year. Laguna is nothing more nor less than a makeover of an existing bar smack dab in the middle of Palazzo’s cavernous casino floor, serving champagne and more champagne-based cocktails than one can shake a flute at. (Although the presence of bar-top gambling machines wars with the up-market image, as though Moet & Chandon had taken over a P.T.’s Pub.) You can see more “decadence” in five minutes at an after-hours club.

The atmosphere was actually — dare I say it? — sedate. There were lots of plush settees, filled with respectable ladies in their party duds … sort of like being trapped in a scene from Sex and the City. The hard-to-miss Mr. Leach was not in sight, so perhaps he was reporting from a Laguna Champagne Bar in an alternate reality. (Actually, he seems to have left early.) Lindsay Price is porcelain-delicate and looks as good in person as on TV, although a couple of cocktail servers with Jane Russell-like proportions put her somewhat in the shade. (The event also posed an interesting social conundrum. What do you say to the former Lipstick Jungle/Eastwick star? “I really liked you in [canceled TV show here].” Probably not.)

Leach, incidentally needs to get a better “spywitness” in Macao (which he somewhat quaintly describes as a “Chinese colony”). Booted Las Vegas Sands executive Mark Brown could not possibly “be leading a group to buy the Grand Waldo Casino on the Cotai island strip there” because you can’t buy a casino in Macao (or else everybody would be doing it). Brown would have to buy Galaxy Entertainment, Grand Waldo’s owner, lock, stock and VIP rooms. Considering the huge runup in Macanese casino revenues going on now, if Brown’s aiming for Galaxy then he’s going to be looking at a price tag of galactic proportions.

WeidnerLeach adds that William Weidner (left) also recently purged from Sheldon Adelson‘s palace guard, is shopping himself around Macao. In light of Weidner’s culturally maladroit performance during the Richard Suen trial, he’s got a lot of spinning to do. (Memo to Leach: It’s Venetian Macao, not “Macau.” Like S&G, Sands hews to the more traditional spelling.)

Laguna was ho-hum compared to the new Mexican restaurant in Mandalay Place, Hussong’s Cantina. (It’s apparently pronounced “Who Song’s,” conjuring up the image of Sino-Mex fusion cuisine.) By Strip standards, the prices are incredibly reasonable — translation: I can afford to eat there — and the food has the, for want of a better term, earthiness that one normally only associates with off-Strip (usually way off-Strip) Mexican eateries like Fausto’s Mexican Grill, Pepe’s Tacos and Chapala’s — not to mention a wonderful hole in the wall just ’round the corner from LVA HQ, El Alacran. As impressed as the Better Half and I were with a recent, coupon-enhanced trip to Pink Taco, Hussong’s quickly effaced it from our memory bank. Besides, where else can you hear the in-house mariachi band interpreting Pink Floyd‘s The Wall? Only Hussong’s.

My next task for the pages of Las Vegas CityLife will be to profile the Erotic Heritage Museum. This may be the ultimate mismatch of reporter and subject. My brief is that it’s to be done with “chastity.” Well, at least I’ve had some expertise in that department.

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Enter Loveman, exit jobs; Tamares’ legacy

Just this morning I was thinking that the first thing Planet Hollywood employees could expect when Harrah’s Entertainment took over was large-scale job losses and so it will be. This is one of those occasions I really hate being proven correct. A while back, S&G accused Harrah’s CEO Gary Loveman of operating “a big-ass Columbia Sussex” and he appears determined to live down to that reputation.

Nevada Gaming Control Board Chairman Dennis Neilander is honing his standup act, meantimes. He must have had them rolling in the aisles with his declaration that the acquisition of yet another struggling Strip property “makes a lot of sense for Harrah’s.” As for his punchline about this transaction redounding to the greater benefit of Nevada, I’ll let you puzzle that one out. Was Planet Ho delinquent on its tax bill?

By grabbing a multi-billion-dollar casino resort for $70 million in cash, Harrah’s does at first blush appear to have pulled off the heist of the decade. However, the Planet Ho acquisition comes with a drag anchor in the form of a half-billion dollars-plus in debt. What’s the over/under on when Loveman starts trying to haggle that down to 60 cents on the dollar or less? If there’s one thing Harrah’s needs like a hole in the head at this point in its history, it’s more debt.

After their rather wan performance at The Rio, it also took some nerve for incoming Planet Ho prexy Marilyn Winn and Western Division President Tom Jenkin to get up there and say outgoing owner Robert Earl had failed to provide quality entertainment (adding, “We can do that.”). Whatever its flaws, Peepshow was definitely ambitious and sometimes excellent, and Stomp Out Loud was genuinely superb. CineVegas graced the showroom and ownership lured a couple of little pageants called Miss America and Miss USA.

The movie premieres Earl lined up weren’t always A-list stuff but he tried and he did land a couple of biggies. Without him, Las Vegans wouldn’t have been able to ogle Milla Jovovich at the Resident Evil: Extinction kickoff, so Earl has my eternal gratitude for that. But hey, Winn’s got N(icole)D(urr) on her Rolodex. Problem solved!

Winn and Jenkin also inherit the 7,000-seat albatross that is the Aladdin Performing Arts Theatre. Good luck with that, short of persuading ABBA to regroup and become resident headliners. (Look! Flying pigs!) One positive contribution they could make is to finish the redesign of Desert Passage, whose Miracle Mile incarnation ran out of energy and — more importantly — money at about the halfway point. However, given that Harrah’s is in rummage-sale mode, it’s highly doubtful there’s money in the kitty for capital improvements at Planet Ho. The promised $30 million in operating cash doesn’t look so impressive next to the $20 million that it will require for Harrah’s just to service the debt on the place.

S&G sends its condolences to alleged advantage player (and former Total Rewards member) Steven Silverstein, who will now have one fewer casino in which to gamble. He’s unlikely to have much luck in the Clark County District Court system, where the house always wins.

It didn’t take much to level the old Queen of Hearts motel, monarch and symbol of Tamares Group‘s furtive 2004 acquisition of big chunks of downtown Las Vegas. From the looks of it, a couple of crowbar-equipped stevedores could have brought her down. Former owner Ann Meyers, under whose stewardship the Queen became notorious as one of Las Vegas’ sleaziest, most crime-ridden casinos (it hosted a slot route), actually said the old den of vice, “gave me what everyone could possibly dream of.” True … if that of which you dream is 680 police calls in a one-year period.

The Sun‘s story states the Queen was bought by Barrick Gaming Corp., then sold to Tamares but that was only a cosmetic change.  Barrick was  a “beard” for Tamares, which registered the property in Barrick’s name. The pedantic truth is even more farcical: Barrick  held a 23% interest and “owned” the physical structures, but leased the underlying land from Tamares. It was basically a charade to enable Tamares to evade Nevada Gaming Control Board scrutiny. (Back in my Las Vegas Business Press days, we won a Nevada Press Association award for bringing this little tap dance to light.)

Meanwhile, Tamares’ de facto flagship, the Plaza, continues to sink, recently cutting its slot inventory by 31%. There’s barely a pretense anymore that Tamares isn’t pulling the strings, with Plaza boss Bobby Ray Harris (plucked from obscurity to run three Downtown casinos) listed as president of Play LV, an entity dating back to 2003. This was the company through which Navegante Group briefly ran Tamares’ casinos — albeit on a very short leash. Navegante is long since gone but PlayLV remains. Hmmm …

I’m still playing phone tag with city officials, trying to figure out how the Queen got from Tamares to LiveWork to Forest City. I’ve read conflicting reports as to whether it was a sale or a property swap. Either way, it would be interesting to know what Tamares got, considering that it went into the Downtown real estate market on the hunch that it was the Next Big Thing.

Ameristar loses money. Actually, the company had a good quarter, beating analysts’ projections. But it’s standard industry practice to stash one-time charges in the 4Q report, essentially manufacturing a loss in what would be (and in this case, was) a profitable quarter. File this under “non-story.”

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For those about to rock …

… there is a new tribute show at the Riviera. Having fallen out with ill-starred Rockstar: The Tribute, the Riv comes back with:image002

Why am I getting a heavy This is Spinal Tap vibe off that poster? From the looks of the blond gent on the right, I’d say Midnight Jim Gibbons has taken a second job. He’ll need something to fall back on this time next year.

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Feast or famine

Macao dealerWhile we in Las Vegas struggle to reconcile long nightclub lines and (depending on which casino you visit) full gaming floors with but smallish increases in revenue and visitation, it’s one big-ass Christmas over in Macao. Revenue skyrocketed 63% last month, far higher than expected. And while S&G puts little emphasis on sequential gains (0r losses) in gambling dollars, a 24% upward leap from December is indicative that the casino boom is back along the banks of the Pearl River delta.

No surprise, Sociedade de Jogos de Macau maintained its first-place 30% market share, followed by Las Vegas Sands (22%) and Melco Crown Entertainment (15%), leaving Steve Wynn, MGM Mirage and Galaxy Entertainment to scrap for the remaining third. Even if MGM is taking home only 4-5% of that $1.7 billion in January lucre — after Pansy Ho gets her cut — you can see why it’s prepared to flush a pretty sweet deal at Borgata in favor of staying at the table in Macao.

Society of Seven. They’ve returned, courtesy of the Gold Coast, but it’s not your father’s So7 — or maybe even yours, if you recall them from their Harrah’s Entertainment era. Music is now the dominant element, with comedy taking a back seat. But it’s a very comfortable back seat, mind you.

Gossification runs rampant! It’s claimed two more victims. Perhaps all Harrah’s headliners should be forced to adopt this look: donniemarie-hats

Need a(nother) laugh? The latest e-mail blast from Hapless Harry Reid (D-NV) is entitled “Real leadership.” Stay tuned for my autobiographical blog posting, “Real athleticism.”

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Gettin’ “Gossy” with it

Our staff is definitely having too much fun today. They’ve suggested a new, Gossyfied look for Lance Burton … which certainly beats the Criss Angel-ic angst currently adorning his billboards. Personally, having recently seen Burton in performance, I can’t decide if looks like a little boy stuck in an old man’s body or vice versa. It’s certainly impossible to reconcile his superannuated speaking voice with the fixed, would-be “impish” grin molded onto his face.

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Quote of the Day

DSCN1255(2)“We expect that Clark County will lag the nation in employment growth by 12 months or so. We do not expect to see job growth nationally until well into next year. This means we will not see measurable job growth in Clark County until 2011. Look for retail trade jobs to be lost in the coming months.” — Mary Riddel, interim director of the Center for Business & Economic Research at UNLV.

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