Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Transplant to New Zealand
Hey there world, long time no see!
Things have been really hectic for me as of late. Most importantly, I have successfully moved to New Zealand and am currently living in Queenstown, Otago, just loving life.
Although things have been going great here and there is always something to do, I have found myself really itching to get back on the horse and back into journalism.
You know what they say, "it's not a career, it's a lifestyle!"
I will be doing my best to get back in the game, and if you know someone or a way to help me do so, please email me and let me know.
I'll be posting links and articles again once things settle down and I return to my career.
Hope you're having a great day!
Things have been really hectic for me as of late. Most importantly, I have successfully moved to New Zealand and am currently living in Queenstown, Otago, just loving life.
Although things have been going great here and there is always something to do, I have found myself really itching to get back on the horse and back into journalism.
You know what they say, "it's not a career, it's a lifestyle!"
I will be doing my best to get back in the game, and if you know someone or a way to help me do so, please email me and let me know.
I'll be posting links and articles again once things settle down and I return to my career.
Hope you're having a great day!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Looking back
I'm really going to miss the Caliente. Between the staff, the stories and the experiences, I have a lot to look back on.
One issue, in particular, was very easy for me to get behind: The Green Issue.
In this issue, we discussed sustainability, recycling and natural building, among other topics. I even got to do a story about clothing swaps!
Check out some excepts from the Green Issue, as well as some other clips I haven't posted here yet.
The Green Issue:
Other fun stuff:
Dirtbag's -- Where the Greeks Hang
Checkerboard Cafe- A local diner that's big on taste
The Hut: a bar/venue with big potential
Freaky and Proud! -- freak show comes to town
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Hip-hop in Tucson
Let me just preface this by saying that this story may have been the hardest story I have ever had to write. For one, the topic revolves around what is hindering the local hip-hop scene, and the discrimination that hip-hop faces in the eyes of club owners, promoters and members of the community.
I continually ran into obstacles that taught me one great lesson: when you want to cry, cry. Then get to work.
In the end, it turned out well.... at least, I think so.
Check it out for yourself!
OR:
Hip-hop breaks out
Artists and fans keeping it real
For the Arizona Daily Star
Tucson, Arizona | Published: 04.24.2008
Hip-hop was born on East Coast streets where it was immediately embraced by inner-city youth and largely shunned by the public.
These days, some 20 years after moving into pop culture's mainstream, hip-hop has become so widely popular that it's inescapable.
Tonight's concert by Kanye West at McKale Center — the biggest concert here in more than a decade — is sold out.
Other hip-hop acts, including Snoop Dogg and Lil' Wayne in recent months, have also drawn large crowds for their Tucson performances. The Rialto Theatre and Club Congress have also hosted a slew of rap artists recently, ranging from Bone Thugs N Harmony to WC.
Hip-hop can be heard almost every night of the week, thanks to DJs at clubs as diverse as Vaudeville Cabaret, RA Sushi and Congress. But venues that consistently host live performances by local hip-hop artists are scarce.
Artists and promoters alike say this is largely because of a long-running stereotype that rap fans are violent, which has led to a common misperception that the music means trouble.
But that belief is not held by everyone.
Jim Peeken, a manager at the Rialto, which hosted rappers Collie Buddz & The Grouch on Monday night, says the staff prepares for rap shows the same way it prepares for heavy metal and hardcore concerts — by slightly beefing up security.
"We've encountered fights at a hip-hop show, but they're not at a level incongruent with other shows that have come through," Peeken says. "Hip-hop shows, to a certain section of the populace, create an air of violence and an unsafe environment, but in my opinion, it's no more unsafe than a hardcore or heavy metal show."
"People need to stop being scared of hip-hop," says Marcus Williams, who works at Sports on Congress and performs as a hip-hop artist under the name Big Marcus Meridox.
"If you see someone bumpin' hip-hop, it doesn't mean he'll rob you."
Hip-hop is diverse, also, composed of many genres that differ greatly in subject and tone.
While gangsta rap has been criticized for its violence and explicit sexual content, underground hip-hop tends to preach positivity.
"The gangsta stuff . . . the artists that come for the parties and the girls, we would never book here," says David Slutes, entertainment director for Club Congress, which recently added an old-school, classic hip-hop night on Tuesdays.
"There is a real prejudice against hip-hop, but there are so many cool, positive artists in the underground scene and we think that really has artistic merit."
Venues like Plaza Pub and Heart Five, both now closed, once offered a consistent home for hip-hop. But today, Club Congress is among only a handful of venues that welcome hip-hop fans on a regular basis.
"I see a lot of local artists deprived as far as not having a steady place to always perform," says Freestyle, a DJ with HOT 98.3-FM who has been with the station for the past 13 years.
Or, he says, clubs will ask performers to be a part of shows, but then will not provide them with the necessary equipment.
Even nightclubs that regularly play hip-hop don't always want that fact publicized.
Stacia Schacherer, a spokeswoman for RA Sushi, which plays Top 40 hip-hop hits in conjunction with rock, '80s and dance music on Sunday evenings, said the company didn't even want to be loosely associated with the term hip-hop.
Similarly, DJ Deeko (Jason Owens) of the Jivin Scientists says when discussing a possible performance at a new venue, he won't use the term hip-hop to describe his music, but will instead talk to business owners about the amount of money he can make for them at each performance.
"As soon as I say 'hip-hop,' people think of rap music and they think of bling bling and they don't take the time to find out what it really is: community, self-expression and fun," says Rob Matthews, a hip-hop promoter for more than 10 years. "It's a constant uphill battle. People don't recognize hip-hop, and each element of hip-hop, as art, and a lot of that has to do with where it was founded."
But while stigmas have created roadblocks that limited the venues for local hip-hop, a few places have been instrumental in boosting the Tucson scene.
Downtown, both Vaudeville Cabaret and Sports on Congress, host evenings of hip-hop, specifically geared more toward the underground.
Vaudeville Cabaret, which once catered to the punk rock scene, took a chance on hip-hop around the time that Heart Five closed and has profited from it.
"Hip-hop night is our bread and butter," says Brent Hartley, manager of Vaudeville, who was integral in bringing hip-hop to the bar.
The club draws a racially diverse crowd on Friday nights when DJs spin killer mixes that include artists from A Tribe Called Quest to The Notorious B.I.G.
After midnight, the bar is packed with up to 200 people dancing, break dancing and socializing.
Yusra Tekbali, 23, a UA student, says she is drawn to the bar because of the music.
"There aren't many places that play old-school hip-hop. It's usually the Top 40 or the newer stuff," she says. "(Vaudeville) is more of a laid-back environment where people are more chill."
But Vaudeville hasn't always been so laid-back.
In the beginning of its venture with hip-hop, the club had a few episodes involving rowdy patrons.
"It was violent in the beginning," Hartley says. "But we really made it known that this wasn't the place to come do that, and now it's one of the safest places to come Downtown."
In the past year, Sports on Congress has also worked to bring hip-hop into its spotlight, recently building a stage for performers and hosting a wide variety of shows.
It also has a regular hip-hop night every Saturday, an event known as The Dove Shack, that has helped to bring the close-knit underground community together.
"The first thing I like about Sports, and Vaudeville, is the people that I see there," says Ernesto Moreno, 26, a member of music-making group The Drum Division. "The people that I know, who I hang out with and make music with, are all there."
The other draw to both venues is the music, he adds.
Saturday nights at Sports on Congress are different from Ill-Styles on Friday at Vaudeville because it has been around for only about a year but still attracts some of the more well-known members of the underground community.
"It's a more concentrated group of people," says Moreno. "It's cool. Big (Meridox) is at the door, Deeko is outside. Usually I chill outside for five or 10 minutes before I even go in."
Matthew Kraiss, or Saerone, of Magnum Opus, says Sports is also unique in another way.
"The jukebox in Sports is 40 percent hip-hop, at least, and that's rare," he says. "They have everything from Ill Bill to Kanye."
Eli Berlin, owner of Sports on Congress, says one of his main goals is to give people a place to come together in a relaxed setting.
"Hip-hop now is growing in Tucson, and you can see that Downtown," Berlin says. "We're a bar full of musicians, and we're trying to help unify and become one big community."
But even Berlin says he's encountered roadblocks just because of the bar's association with hip-hop.
Other business owners on Congress Street once showed an adverse reaction to their decision to host hip-hop, but have now become more supportive.
Says Berlin: "We want to show that if you bring a higher quality of music, people can have a really enjoyable time in a peaceful atmosphere. We've been doing this for one year and we've only had one fight."
Competition is integral
Because Tucson artists compete within the same small pond, it's no surprise that there are divisions.
"No one wants to share the spotlight even though they're doing the same thing," says Freestyle. "It's more of, my group is better than yours or people staring at each other the wrong way, and that's really the downfall."
Others say that the competition is an integral part of what hip-hop's all about.
"There is a sense of competitiveness," says Runt, 24, the emcee of the Jivin Scientists whose birth name is James Owens. "It's pretty healthy, but it can be misconstrued. Our group is part of the last generation of people who feel it's necessary to pay your dues to get where you're going."
Because the underground scene is so interconnected, many artists prefer to see other musicians make a name for themselves rather than follow in the footsteps of those who came before them.
For this reason, artists help each other out only so much.
Still, this type of friendly competition can often lead to ego-based feuds within members of the same scene.
"Unless people really know one another personally, no one ever says 'good job' or ' I like what you do,' after a concert," Freestyle says. "I never see that. In fact, if someone is at a concert passing out demos to other artists, people will ignore it and say they either don't want it, or take it and throw it in the garbage when they turn their backs."
Louis Mercury, a hip-hop producer who has been involved in the Tucson scene for more than 10 years, says he thinks some of the division would disappear if Tucson had a central place for performers to share their art.
It's a lifestyle
"Hip-hop is not something you do. It's something you live," says DJ Tony Tone, an original member of the legendary Cold Crush Brothers, who were instrumental in the birth of hip-hop in the Bronx during the '70s. "When I'm at home with my kids, I'm hip-hop."
Tony Tone, 48, will be in Tucson June 21 as part of the I Stand Alone expo, a large hip-hop event that will bring together B-boys, DJs and music lovers from around the world.
In a phone interview from his home in Bridgeport, Conn., he preaches the gospel of hip-hop.
"I want to teach people the true elements of hip-hop, the drive behind it," he says. "I want to teach the kids to live a peaceful life behind hip-hop, to show the younger generations that it's a positive thing. It's supposed to be a peaceful way of life."
And while hip-hop has often received a bad reputation, it has been instrumental in helping kids to stay on the right path.
"Hip-hop saves a lot of kids every day," Matthews says. "It saved me. I was too busy breaking and DJing when I could've been doing wrong."
Les Avenge, a B-boy crew in Tucson, travels frequently to schools around Arizona to educate kids about dancing and staying positive.
"I used to go to Skrappy's to practice after school every day just to get off the streets," says Jesus Robles, 22. "People think B-boys are in gangs, but it's just the opposite. It's how to get out of gangs."
The music also brings people together.
"Blacks, Latinos, it doesn't matter," says DJ Deeko. "We all vibe together."
And while spats happen from time to time, the hip-hop scene is filled with artists who support one another.
"Cats here never forget hip-hop," says Shaun Harris of Magnum Opus. "We never forget that it's an art form. There's drama, because everyone knows everyone, but, really, we're a family."
Kelly Lewis is a University of Arizona journalism senior who is apprenticing at the Star. You can contact her at starapprentice@azstarnet.com
Friday, April 25, 2008
Travel, travel, travel
I love traveling. More so, I love writing about traveling.
Some call it an event hinging on hippies and drugs, and others speak of it as a weeklong ceremony that engages the community in thinking globally about one another and the environment.
Either way, Burning Man, an art festival held in Black Rock City, Nev., turns a few heads.
For one, there are masses of people, about 45,000, decked to the fullest in costumes that consist of chaps, tutus, glow paint and full-frontal nudity.
And yes, there are a few individuals who party too hard and end up sunburned in the extreme heat of the desert, passed out in the dirt or whisked off via helicopter to the nearest hospital because they fell upside down from a multiple-story art sculpture and broke an arm.
After spending Labor Day weekend at my first-ever Burning Man and witnessing all that the event has to offer, I can tell you firsthand that it is not for the faint of heart.
To make it through Burning Man, you must be prepared to deal with extreme temperatures and powerful dust storms that reduce your line of vision to about one foot in front of your face. Not so fun.
Likewise, there are days when you have to be a trooper, enduring the joys of porta-potties and the smell of body odor.
The event is set up circularly, like a clock, housing most of the art sculptures in the center, which can make for a long bike ride or walk from the surrounding campsites. The event is a mecca for extreme art, including 30-foot art sculptures of welded semi-trucks stacked together to form an arced "S" and a crawl space for admirers, and intricate light installations digitally programmed to form different patterns in neon light.
During one week out of the year, Black Rock City transforms from a desert into a sustainable habitat for "burners," with a large emphasis on picking up after yourself as you leave.
This year's theme of the "Green Man" placed heavy importance on "leaving no trace" and living as environmentally friendly as possible.
Many individuals whom I spoke with traveled in vans that ran on vegetable oil, while others worked to reduce waste as much as possible by handing out trash bags or forming compost heaps.
Here are some excerpts of my favorite travel writings.
Wildcat Road Trip: Albuquerque, N.M
By: Kelly Lewis
Issue date: 7/11/07 Section: News
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Albuquerque is like escargot: Some people love it, and others won't go anywhere near it. After a weekend of poetry, music and dining at delicious little corner bistros, I can now confidently say that I love escargot … or, at least, Albuquerque.
Built similar to Tucson on a grid that extends into Downtown, Albuquerque's main road, Central Avenue, has just about everything you need.
Trying to find the University of New Mexico? Try Central Avenue. A hip and trendy clothing shop? Central Avenue. A little diner called Lindy's where the manager will scratch your itchy back and tell you horror stories about the way the police act toward Downtown drunkards on a Saturday night? Well … you get the idea.
In many ways, Albuquerque is still a town that's trying to figure out just what it is.
The people are either very friendly or kind of scary, and although the houses are nice in certain areas, you can tell that crime is a big issue there.
For example, a friend of mine from Albuquerque was blown away when he visited Tucson and saw that some of our parks kept their basketball nets on throughout the night.
But if you look past the feeling that you might get robbed if you wander into the wrong neighborhood, Albuquerque is a town filled with culture and pride.
Almost all of the poetry that I heard while attending an annual spoken word event called the Southwest Shootout Regional Poetry Slam centered on either the use of Spanish in poetry or the theme of reclaiming the land and identity that was temporarily taken after the Mexican-American War and the acquisition that followed in 1848.
And, boy, do they like their food hot. And I mean HOT. In a town known to some as the "chile capital of the world," you'd be hard-pressed to find a plate of food that doesn't make your mouth tingle. Or burn.
If you're looking for a giant plate of authentic Mexican food at a bargain, check out Los Cuates, 4901 Lomas Blvd. Careful, portions are typical of food in Albuquerque: large and slightly overwhelming.
If you're in the mood for something different, I recommend Central Park Deli, 918 Central Ave. Its French toast is to die for, and its breakfast burritos, complete with red or green chile, are only 99 cents.
There are a million different things that make Albuquerque awesome, but I most enjoyed hearing stories from the locals who have lived there their entire lives. Almost everyone I met had a memory they were anxious to share with me, and with so much history packed into one place, I found myself wishing I had a few extra days to absorb it all.
But, with only a seven-hour drive from Tucson, I guess there's always next weekend.
Built similar to Tucson on a grid that extends into Downtown, Albuquerque's main road, Central Avenue, has just about everything you need.
Trying to find the University of New Mexico? Try Central Avenue. A hip and trendy clothing shop? Central Avenue. A little diner called Lindy's where the manager will scratch your itchy back and tell you horror stories about the way the police act toward Downtown drunkards on a Saturday night? Well … you get the idea.
In many ways, Albuquerque is still a town that's trying to figure out just what it is.
The people are either very friendly or kind of scary, and although the houses are nice in certain areas, you can tell that crime is a big issue there.
For example, a friend of mine from Albuquerque was blown away when he visited Tucson and saw that some of our parks kept their basketball nets on throughout the night.
But if you look past the feeling that you might get robbed if you wander into the wrong neighborhood, Albuquerque is a town filled with culture and pride.
Almost all of the poetry that I heard while attending an annual spoken word event called the Southwest Shootout Regional Poetry Slam centered on either the use of Spanish in poetry or the theme of reclaiming the land and identity that was temporarily taken after the Mexican-American War and the acquisition that followed in 1848.
And, boy, do they like their food hot. And I mean HOT. In a town known to some as the "chile capital of the world," you'd be hard-pressed to find a plate of food that doesn't make your mouth tingle. Or burn.
If you're looking for a giant plate of authentic Mexican food at a bargain, check out Los Cuates, 4901 Lomas Blvd. Careful, portions are typical of food in Albuquerque: large and slightly overwhelming.
If you're in the mood for something different, I recommend Central Park Deli, 918 Central Ave. Its French toast is to die for, and its breakfast burritos, complete with red or green chile, are only 99 cents.
There are a million different things that make Albuquerque awesome, but I most enjoyed hearing stories from the locals who have lived there their entire lives. Almost everyone I met had a memory they were anxious to share with me, and with so much history packed into one place, I found myself wishing I had a few extra days to absorb it all.
But, with only a seven-hour drive from Tucson, I guess there's always next weekend.
Burning Man!
Burning Man a mixed bag
Art festival offers best, not so good, of green living
By: Kelly Lewis
Issue date: 9/4/07 Section: News
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Either way, Burning Man, an art festival held in Black Rock City, Nev., turns a few heads.
For one, there are masses of people, about 45,000, decked to the fullest in costumes that consist of chaps, tutus, glow paint and full-frontal nudity.
And yes, there are a few individuals who party too hard and end up sunburned in the extreme heat of the desert, passed out in the dirt or whisked off via helicopter to the nearest hospital because they fell upside down from a multiple-story art sculpture and broke an arm.
After spending Labor Day weekend at my first-ever Burning Man and witnessing all that the event has to offer, I can tell you firsthand that it is not for the faint of heart.
To make it through Burning Man, you must be prepared to deal with extreme temperatures and powerful dust storms that reduce your line of vision to about one foot in front of your face. Not so fun.
Likewise, there are days when you have to be a trooper, enduring the joys of porta-potties and the smell of body odor.
The event is set up circularly, like a clock, housing most of the art sculptures in the center, which can make for a long bike ride or walk from the surrounding campsites. The event is a mecca for extreme art, including 30-foot art sculptures of welded semi-trucks stacked together to form an arced "S" and a crawl space for admirers, and intricate light installations digitally programmed to form different patterns in neon light.
During one week out of the year, Black Rock City transforms from a desert into a sustainable habitat for "burners," with a large emphasis on picking up after yourself as you leave.
This year's theme of the "Green Man" placed heavy importance on "leaving no trace" and living as environmentally friendly as possible.
Many individuals whom I spoke with traveled in vans that ran on vegetable oil, while others worked to reduce waste as much as possible by handing out trash bags or forming compost heaps.
Though the event culminates in "burns," which are not exactly environmentally friendly, Burning Man organizers donate excess wood to Habitat for Humanity.
Perhaps one of the most shocking things about Burning Man is the risk of injury.
In past years, individuals have been run over and killed by "art cars," or double- or triple-decker buses that roam around the desert blasting music and instigating dance parties.
This year a suicide by hanging, which was originally mistaken as an art project and went unnoticed for nearly two hours, pointed towards the dangers apparent at the festival.
Although many have pointed toward the number of participants and the number of injuries as proving the safeness of Burning Man, there are dangerous activities to beware.
I did not witness any injuries in my time at the festival, nor did I hear talk of the suicide among other participants. For the most part, Black Rock City and all of the "burners" who converge there once a year present a picture of members of a community helping one another out.
See someone who looks thirsty? Give them water.
Need a ride home from the event? Just ask around.
And while the dust storms have left me creased in desert powder that will not rinse out, the event left me stimulated by a community of individuals who seem to be more or less proactive about the kind of world they would like to live in.
Burners seem to show no fear of who they are or the ways in which they express themselves. That, in itself, was worth the money and time it took to make it to Black Rock City.
Perhaps one of the most shocking things about Burning Man is the risk of injury.
In past years, individuals have been run over and killed by "art cars," or double- or triple-decker buses that roam around the desert blasting music and instigating dance parties.
This year a suicide by hanging, which was originally mistaken as an art project and went unnoticed for nearly two hours, pointed towards the dangers apparent at the festival.
Although many have pointed toward the number of participants and the number of injuries as proving the safeness of Burning Man, there are dangerous activities to beware.
I did not witness any injuries in my time at the festival, nor did I hear talk of the suicide among other participants. For the most part, Black Rock City and all of the "burners" who converge there once a year present a picture of members of a community helping one another out.
See someone who looks thirsty? Give them water.
Need a ride home from the event? Just ask around.
And while the dust storms have left me creased in desert powder that will not rinse out, the event left me stimulated by a community of individuals who seem to be more or less proactive about the kind of world they would like to live in.
Burners seem to show no fear of who they are or the ways in which they express themselves. That, in itself, was worth the money and time it took to make it to Black Rock City.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
All about oddity
I've come across some pretty strange things in the past, but nothing was quite like this.
A few years ago at the University of Arizona, a woman went on a mission to become Paris Hilton's physical twin in an effort to combine Paris' looks with her own Midwestern beliefs and become a more positive role model for young girls.
To do this, she underwent a major transformation that included daily workouts, dying her hair, getting fake nails put on, receiving spray tans and documenting all of this through photos that she took each day of her transformation and put up on her blog.
Pretty strange, right?
Somehow, it turned into one of the coolest stories I've written.
Check it out:
Sunday, March 23, 2008
The Commodores!
In all of the interviews I've done over the years, I have to say this was my favorite. JD from the Commodores really came alive to me, and I felt like I had made a friend after we hung up the phone.
That kind of connection, when you just hit it off with whoever you are talking to, is so special, and to me- it's kind of sacred.
Not only that, but it always ends up having a positive impact on the piece, because the guards are dropped.
See what you think!
Commodores dock for local fundraiser
Kelly Lewis
JAG Entertainment
By KELLY LEWIS
calendarplus@tucsoncitizen.com They've been together for more than 30 years, but in a concert that touts dancing, pyrotechnics and nonstop energy, The Commodores will show that they're just as funky as they were in the days of "Brick House." "It's been a while since we've been to Tucson, but we are really looking forward to coming back," said J.D. Nicholas, 55, a member of the The Commodores since 1983. Having weathered years of tour buses, fast-paced performances and a rotating set of band members, Nicholas says it's love of their fans that keeps the group touring. "We just love being in front of an audience," Nicholas said in a recent phone interview from his home in Las Vegas. "It doesn't matter if there are five people in the audience or 5,000. As long as there is someone listening, we will keep playing." With songs as legendary as "Three Times a Lady" and "Too Hot Ta Trot," The Commodores have no problem drawing an ever-changing crowd. "Over the last few years we have seen a lot of young parents bringing their kids," Nicholas says. "We see a lot of young kids dancing up front, having a great time and it prompts us to continue what we're doing." With the youth in the crowd and dance moves that never get old, The Commodores easily stay hip with the times. The group has even ventured online, creating a myspace blog, at myspace.com/thecommodoresnow, on which they frequently give advice to up-and-coming musicians. "I was just on our MySpace page and the most messages that we get are from younger audiences or artists," Nicholas says. "Some are giving up props, and some are wanting the same longevity that we have had and ask us how they should go about getting it." With a complete package of new songs that make you dance and older ballads that moisten the eyes, Nicholas describes a Commodores performance as an endless roller coaster. "There is a time to sit down and listen, and then there is a time to get up and dance," he says, laughing. As for that most famous former Commodore, Nicholas says that original member Lionel Richie often makes appearances at the band's concerts. "You never know when he will show up at one of our shows or when we will go to one of his," he added. The band dealt with the death of founding member Milan Williams in 2006. But it has built upon its struggles to emerge as strong as ever. "There is so much going on in the world and there are so many reasons for people to be unhappy," Nicholas says. "But, for the time that we are on the stage, we just like to take people's minds off of that and instill another emotion that they can take with them and hopefully make the world a better place." IF YOU GO What: The 11th annual Laughter on the Sunnyside. Dinner and silent auction preceding performance by The Commodores. Proceeds benefit the Sunnyside Unified School District. When: Saturday - silent auction and dinner at 5:30 p.m., show at 8:30 Where: Desert Diamond Casino, Interstate 19 and Pima Mine Road Price: $150 for dinner, auction, and concert; $35 from Ticketmaster in advance for Commodores concert only; $40 at the door Info: ticketmaster.com or desertdiamond casino.com; dinner tickets can be purchased by calling 327-1121 |
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