This was initially horrifying, but eventually became strangely comforting and even a bit endearing. Talentless pop celebrity look-a-likes (and some frankly look-nothing-at-all-likes), when not busily dealing cards or working table games, would "perform" by standing on a tiny stage and dance and lip-sinc to tunes ranging from Alice Cooper's "(no more) Mister Nice Guy" to the Michael Jackson's "Billy Jean". We had Madonna, two Elvises (one I thought was supposed to be Johnny Cash), the ever-popular Cher, the Blues Brothers, Louis Armstrong, and a couple others that I have mysteriously forgotten. There was one poor sap that nobody in our group could ID - he was definitely supposed to be a country singer - but what was about all we could piece together. Any way, right in the middle of "friends in low places" (Garth Brooks?) the tape deck craps out but the mic still worked - so we got to hear at least a few seconds of "real" singing - which was really, really bad - before the dealertainer broke the cardinal rule of show business and just stood there like a talentless guy in boots and a bad hat. All in all, though, you have to give these guys credit - they were out there working it! The best by far was the mock King of Pop - it was almost as freaky as the real thing...
Speaking of celebrity - I almost forgot - we ran into Hannah Montana! This is Billy Ray Cyrus' daughter - she was walking into the Wynn hotel as we were walking out - nice kid.
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