The news that Carlos Santana will perform three nights a week at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas beginning at the end of May is not actually an April Fool’s joke, despite that fact that it has the not-all-that-funny trademarks that pranks celebrating this horrible day tend to bear. I was really on the fence when the story had a quote from Carlos saying “I put in the contract that we will need 20 to 30 minutes in the middle of the set to do a back flip into the unknown,” but apparently Supernatural Santana: A Trip Through the Hits is all too real. (I’m sure vocalists Tony Lindsay and Tommy Anthony have fine voices, but can either replicate the dulcet tones of Rob Thomas? I, for one, am dubious.) Who should follow Santana to Sin City, where they can play to audiences of degenerate gamblers and drunks on vacation?
