First of the Best

Welcome to the first of what will be many editions of Vegas Seven’s Best of the City. This big, fat double issue you hold in your hands is both a celebration of and an insider’s guide to Las Vegas. We put writers on the case who know this place. We asked the experts who work and play here. We burned shoe leather looking for the sort of information that transforms a far-flung metropolis into a livable city. The result is an issue so packed with the good stuff that it will take you two weeks to get through it. Good thing it’ll be on the stands that long.

It’s all here—from the Best Sign of the Times (buskers!), to the Best Ethnic Grocery Store (Greenland Supermarket on Spring Mountain Road), to the Best Gourmet Burger (Bachi Burger)—and it’s all about your city, right now. And, if we may be so bold, there’s no better publication to bring it to you. We may be young—our first issue was Feb. 4, which feels like years ago now—but we’re maturing quickly. You keep reading, we’ll keep writing and this thing will only keep getting better. See you again Aug. 12.

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The $ongs of $ummer

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The $ongs of $ummer

By Simon Doonan

As I careen toward 60, I’m making increasingly desperate attempts to appear young-at-heart and switched-on. You should hear me screeching and hooting along with “Alejandro” on the car radio. I’m totally tuned in! So what, when I am not pretending to be 14 years old, are my real musical tastes? This brings us to my iPod and the geriatric nostalgia concealed therein. My playlist, by me: 1. “Substitute,” by the Who. This 1966 hit is literally the most perfect pop song every written. Gaga, take note of the scalpel-cut lyrics: