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CHECK OUT ANYTIME: The year was 1994, and the Eagles were playing at Sam Boyd Stadium during what would prove to be one of several “reunion tours.” (The latest of these comes to the MGM Grand Garden Arena on Nov. 5 and again on Nov. 19; tickets are $77 to $226.) My friends and I wanted to make a Heavy Metal Parking Lot-style documentary to mark the occasion, so we loitered outside of Sam Boyd for the better part of six hours, interviewing belligerent drunks. Long story short: We found out how to sneak into the stadium and we did, even though we had very little interest in actually seeing the band … and we actually stayed for a good chunk of the set. That day, we discovered that the Eagles are a perfectly preserved artifact of the ’70s. Their music, originally created to accompany the drinking of California wine or the smoking of Mexican grass, works the same laid-back cowboy-hippie magic some 40 years after the fact. Despite ourselves, my friends and I got that peaceful easy feeling, and we were a bunch of cynical elitist assholes. Your mileage, as they say, may vary.

THE BOMB: Go to Los Lobos’ Nov. 4 show at Boulder Station ($29-$44) and you’ll see a band that was born for the stage. They play long sets with very little fat on them and they actually feed off an enthusiastic crowd—something every band claims to do, but few actually do. In a rave review of the band’s Oct. 6 show, Joel Francis of the Kansas City Star noted the phenomena firsthand, during a set-ending medley of “Good Lovin’” and “La Bamba”: “The medley reached a natural endpoint several times, but the band kept playing, trading solos and smiles.”

NOW ON SALE: Happy 311 Day, brah! On March 11, 311 plays its semi-annual daylong concert at the MGM Grand ($116-$149). The last time 311 did a 311 Day performance in Vegas, they went 60 songs. Will they go 61 next year?

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Hometown boys (four of the five members reside in Las Vegas) Five Finger Death Punch confuse the hell out of me. Given the title, I’d hoped their new album, American Capitalist—released last week and recorded right here in Grammy-nominated producer Kevin Churko’s The Hideout studios—would capture the zeitgeist of our Occupy Wall Street era, focusing on the soft terrorism inflicted by NYC’s financial district. Instead 5FDP adopts an ambivalent attitude toward money. Sure, the band takes shots at superficial lifestyles.



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