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Were you one of those kids that loved to mix things together? I was. Why eat Cap'n Crunch straight up when you can mix in 10 other sugar bomb cereals to create a pre-diabetic nightmare blend? Why listen to an entire album of just one band when you can make a giant mixtape with all your favorites? Maybe that's what I like so much about Lucha VaVOOM, the Mexican wrestling/comedy/burlesque hybrid show that celebrated its 10th anniversary last week at the Mayan. With their signature blend of "sexo y violencia" on full display, with color commentary from world-class comedians, Lucha VaVOOM has spent the past decade giving my childhood self an entertainment mixture beyond compare. More»

Nobody, anywhere, does Cinco de Mayo like L.A. does. Not in Mexico, where it's really not that big of a deal, nor in New York, where you can't get a good burrito to save your life. No, Cinco de Mayo belongs to us, and while that may seem like something to brag about, it's also a big responsibility. See, we don't automatically get to keep the title of Best Cinco City, and that means we all have to do our part by getting extra crazy on Saturday. Luckily, there's a million places throwing a million parties on Saturday, so whether you're motivated by good food, strong drinks, loud music, or some crazy combination therein, we've got just the fiesta for you in our 2012 Cinco de Mayo Party Guide. More»

Last night when Jack White took the stage at downtown L.A.'s historic Mayan Theater, he was accompanied not by Meg White, Dead Weather partner Alison Mosshart, nor fellow Raconteurs bandmates, but the all-girl band called The Peacocks with a pregnant stand-up bassist before an audience of adoring fans that included the likes of Rod Stewart, Axl Rose and Gary Oldman. By all accounts, the highly anticipated show—a somewhat last minute gig tacked on to the living legend's Blunderbuss world tour—was nothing short of extraordinary. If you weren't there, here's a look at what you missed. More»

It's a constant source of amazement to me how my love of booze can completely alter my perception of a given activity. For example, if you were to say to me, "Hey Alex, want to join a giant group of people who dress up like Santa and walk around?", I might suspect that you were trying to trick me into attending a Michele Bachmann campaign rally or something. However, if you were to pitch me the exact same event, but then add, "Oh, and we'll be drinking heavily throughout," I'd already be shopping for a Santa hat. More»