Posts tagged ‘University District’

Poets to read while ‘Under the Influence’ at Clark County Library

April 9th, 2008

Clark County Library
Photo by Liz Fuentes | Courtesy UNLV Library Special Collections

They might be good poets, but they’re terrible promoters. Hence why, a mere six or so hours before the event, we’re just now telling you about “Under the Influence,” a poetry reading fiesta held tonight (April 9) at the Jewel Box Theater inside the Clark County Library (1401 E. Flamingo Road) at 7 p.m.

The annual event is being held in honor of National Poetry Month, and features three authors with new books out from Las Vegas-based publisher Zeitgeist Press: Zeitgeist founder Bruce Isaacson, New York professor Marc Pietrzykowski and local freelancer writer/one-man poetry movement Jarret Keene.

If you go, let us know how it went. We do have commenting capabilities up in here, you know!

Raising up a funk at Double Down for a good cause

February 25th, 2008

Funk House

Reasons you should be at the Double Down Saloon (4640 Paradise Road) from 6 to 9 p.m. this Thursday, Feb. 28:

1. There will be live entertainment by DJ Bozo and Szandora the Hula Hoop Chick.

2. You need Ass Juice.

3. Dirk Vermin will be there. And he said so.

4. Toni James will be there. Don’t make him cry and ruin his makeup.

5. The Las Vegas arts community is coming together for “The Funk-Raiser” to raise funds to help offset First Friday founder and Funk House owner Cindy Funkhouser’s medical bills. The art scene pioneer has been battling a rare form of cancer since last year and though she’s pulled through like the fighter she is, her medical expenses have piled up.

Funkhouser, who also co-owns The Fallout gallery with husband Rick Dominguez, is far too proud to ask for help, but her family and friends are banding together to produce this auction to create a fun way to gather some dough to ease her wallet’s strain.

The live auction, emceed by Vermin and James, will feature works donated by local artists such as Mark T. Zeilman, Dray and Tony Bondi, as well as other items such as massages, jewelry, dinners, shows and salon services.

Do you need another reason to be at the Double Down on Thursday night? We didn’t think so.

Film for Less: CineVegas offers free screenings of previously featured films to Las Vegas audiences

December 10th, 2007

Happy Here and Now

The CineVegas Film Festival turns 10 this year, and to help kick off the celebration, CineVegas is teaming up with the Las Vegas-Clark County Library District (that’s LVCCLD to you!) to present its “CineVegas from the Vault” series. These free film screenings will be held art the Clark County Library (1401 E. Flamingo Road) at 7 p.m. on the first Thursday of every month.

“We want to give locals the rare opportunity to see past CineVegas films that may be difficult to find now,” said Mike Plante, associate director of programming for CineVegas. “We look forward to bringing independent film to the Las Vegas valley, not just during the Festival in June but also throughout the year.”

The series kicks off with Happy Here and Now on Jan. 3, which premiered at the 2002 festival. According to a press release, the film — directed by Michael Almereyda (who most famously directed 2000’s modern-day take on Hamlet) — is “set in the very near future,” and “explores the inner reaches of isolated souls searching for connection in a contemporary wilderness.”

Other films to follow in the series include 2005’s Apart from That (Feb. 7), Windy City Heat (Mar. 6) and Mitchellville (Apr. 3), both from the 2004 festival. Windy City Heat—directed by Bobcat Goldthwait—has become a comedy cult classic, earning a Comedia Award in 2004.

For more information on the screenings and the festival, visit

Another night Freakin’ the Frog with your Ex

November 25th, 2007

The parking lot at the Freakin’ Frog (4700 S. Maryland Parkway) last night was nearly full–not necessarily a surprise for a Saturday night at the only viable live music establishment on the parkway these days. But it was hard to say exactly why it was packed. Was it the football game on the projection screens? The draw of Big Friendly Corporation? Opening band Chemical Ex? Or just a bunch of UNLV students needing their selections from the 700-plus beer catalog?

Either way, the Frog was pretty well populated–every table full, patrons at the bar shoulder-to-shoulder. There was actually a doorman checking IDs. Of course, he made a point of telling me he didn’t need to see my ID, making some offhand comment referring to my, um, advanced age. (I’m sure the kid wasn’t old enough to get in the bar six months ago anyway, so … there …)

It was about 10:30 p.m. and no bands had played yet. Chemical Ex was barely starting its soundcheck, with the always-able Tommy Marth controlling the boards. My friends and I managed to find four seats at a long table in the center of the room.

Chemical Ex is a local band fronted by a youngish girl singer/guitarist named Maryam Haddad. Apparently, this was the first live show the band has played in about a year. Browsing the band’s MySpace page ( if you’re curious), it seems that year was spent changing members … often.

From the start of the quartet’s set, I was wincing. Chemical Ex plays this safe, boring maudlin pop-rock (sorry, ladies, there is nothing “indie” about it, save for your lack of a record deal) that sounds more like The Corrs or Sixpence None the Richer than anything else. I could deal with that, if the band offered more by way of performance. Haddad is an attractive young woman. But she has no stage presence and doesn’t use her lithe body to do much more than hold down the floor. For example, during one song in particular, “More”–the only truly groovy and rocking song of Chemical Ex’s set–Haddad is unencumbered by a guitar. It’s a perfect time for her to writhe, dance, tease, whatever–show some expressive emotion, connect with the audience. But no. She stood there, swaying a little bit and … that’s it.

The rest of the band–including Love Pentagon’s
Marites Velasquez on bass–doesn’t do much to engage the audience either. They’re all adequate musicians, and the songs would work well on a soccer-mom station such as Mix 94.1-FM. But there is nothing urgent or immediate about the band, its music or the performance.

Earlier yesterday, I finished reading Reckless Road, a photo-heavy bio of Guns N’ Roses following the band from its earliest days up to the release of Appetite for Destruction. And after enduring Chemical Ex, I couldn’t help but think about how defused rock music has become since GNR’s debut 20 years ago. Yes, it might be cliche for a band to be living in squalor, doing drugs and bringing strippers on stage at every performance. But it was all terribly exciting and dangerous.

After I first read Henry Rollins’ Get In The Van about 10 or 11 years ago, I felt that my life was, in comparison, woefully inadequate. My band toured nowhere, I continued working my shitty job instead of following my heart and dreams, I felt like I was running with my car in neutral. That was a wholly different experience from the communal debauchery of GNR’s early days, especially from Rollins’ loner, straightedge perspective, but it still felt very real, very earnest.

But bands such as Chemical Ex have no such rawness, no such energy, no such soul. Oh sure, Haddad might be pouring out her little heart into those lyrics of hers, but if she is, I’m not convinced. Neither will anyone else be.

Las Vegas talks race at UNLV

October 29th, 2007

As mentioned a few weeks ago, a town hall discussion is being held at UNLV Tuesday evening, hosted by UNLV Students for Hip Hop, entitled “Is Race Still a Factor? Michael Vick and the Jena Six.” Running from 7 – 9 p.m. in room 207 of the Student Union, the forum is being held in the wake of the Michael Vick dogfighting scandal and the questionable prosecution of the Jena Six, specifically related to the question of racial bias in the media coverage of these stories.

According to a press release sent this morning, these are the general discussion topics expected for tomorrow’s town hall meeting:

Is the Michael Vick dog fighting case a big deal because the defendant is African American?

Are the charges put on the six black students from Jena, Louisiana excessive?

Are media outlets such as Fox News really “fair and balanced” in their coverage of minorities and issues of race?


Even though the event is being held on UNLV’s campus and organized by a student group, this discussion is open to all members of the community. It might be a good idea to drop by and get in on this regardless of your stance. We’re sure going to try.

If Neon Crushes in a Forest, Does it Scream?

October 18th, 2007

Las Vegas poet, journalist and comic book enthusiast Jarret Keene is hosting “Neon Crush: A Celebration of Las Vegas Poetry” tonight at the Clark County Library’s Jewel Box Theater (1401 E. Flamingo Road) at 7 p.m.

The event will feature original, unpublished spoken word pieces by area poets, and a limited-edition “Neon Crush” chapbook will be distributed free at the reading.

Yeah, I know it’s late notice. We here at Bleeding Neon were just informed about a half hour ago. So there you go.

Oh, and if you don’t read the Rebel Yell, UNLV’s student-run newspaper, maybe you should. Its political coverage and commentary of late has been interesting, especially the recent furor the paper received over a recent Ron Paul editorial. Click here to read the follow-up and about three dozen comments from zealous Paul-ites.

This Fire is Out of Control

October 17th, 2007

Troy Nkrumah of the Las Vegas chapter of the National Hip-Hop Political Convention replied to a post (click here to read it) I’d written about the national college walk-out organized by the organization to increase awareness of and inform students about the Jena 6 case. You can read his response at the above link as well, but basically, he agreed that the UNLV campus in general is apathetic as all get-out (“in my opinion the turn out was worth being ashamed of for UNLV students,” wrote Nkrumah), while reinforcing the reasons why it takes the hip-hop community to spearhead action in situations such as the Jena 6.

Well, the Las Vegas Local Organizing Committee of the NHHPC and UNLV Students for Hip Hop are presenting a town hall discussion at UNLV on Tuesday, Oct. 30 from 7 – 9 p.m. in room 207 of the student union. Titled “Is Race Still a Factor?,” the discussion will be based around questions of racial bias in the media, with specific examples such as the Jena 6 case, the Michael Vick scandal and more.

It’s open to the public and should be enlightening — assuming more than “the same few non apathetic UNLV students” show up, as Nkrumah joked in his blog comment.

A Parkway Divided: Is Midtown UNLV a pipe dream or an inevitable outcome?

December 1st, 2005

Moyer Student Union

A year after announcing plans for a vibrant and enlivened University District surrounding UNLV, university President Carol Harter is still staring into the bright vision of Las Vegas’ academic future.

In her 2004 State of the University address, she announced the concept of “Midtown UNLV,” a master plan co-conceived by developer Mike Saltman to revive and enrich UNLV’s campus and its surrounding areas.

“Mike Saltman and his architects have created some highly imaginative conceptual drawings that illustrate a vision of what the area around campus might look like,” Harter said in that address, “a neighborhood of restaurants, cafes, outdoor gathering places, small-scale galleries, and welcoming residential and retail opportunities.”

Rendering of Midtown UNLVAt the university’s annual Planning Retreat in August, Harter asked participants to imagine what UNLV might look like “10 years down the road.”

“Although I don’t have H.G. Wells’ time machine,” Harter said, “I’ll ask you to figuratively close your eyes and envision the year 2015.”

Harter went on to describe an ultra-modern urban environment where faculty and students live side-by-side in lofts and condominiums, where coffee shops and fine dining establishments line the two-lane Maryland Parkway.

“You are heading to campus to dine in a quaint French restaurant,” Harter said of future community members visiting Midtown, “after which, you have tickets to the 35th Anniversary Barrick Lecture featuring keynote speaker President Hillary Clinton. As you safely make your way across Maryland Parkway, you become captivated by the art fair that is taking place along the main mall of the campus.”

It’s an idyllic future Harter has laid out for future students, faculty and community members, but the real challenge, as she noted at the retreat, is to “determine if and how we get there.”

* * *

These days, the stretch of Maryland Parkway from Flamingo Road to Tropicana Avenue is sharply divided between its west and east sides. One the west side sits the ever-growing, increasingly modernized UNLV campus. Looming like an overgrown Tinker Toy creation over what was once a parking lot is the steel frame of a new, under-construction student union. The face of Maryland Parkway, at least on the west side of the six-lane thoroughfare, is rapidly changing.

New Student Union construction at UNLVOn the east side, however, the story is a little different. Decades-old shopping centers with little more in common than their obviously aging exteriors and interiors are strewn across the parkway, inconsistent in design, color, tenants or clientele. Those walking the sidewalks are less likely to be students as they are to be derelicts, residents of the surrounding neighborhoods or CAT bus riders biding time between routes.

Now, picture Maryland Parkway as a center of cultural activity, where both college students and the creative class of Las Vegas come to study, socialize, dine and shop. Independently owned coffee shops are filled with academics and intellectuals alike. A top-grade record store such as Tower Records serves as a premier destination for local musicologists. Bars and clubs are buzzing with live music, flowing taps and warm bodies. At night, people casually walk from retail stores to cafes to bars, making the parkway a culturally aware alternative to the tourist-trapping Strip.

This vision of the University District as a pedestrian-friendly, bustling cultural community is not the imagined Midtown Harter envisions for the area 10 years from now. It is the memory of a scene that actually existed, approximately 10 years ago.

* * *

In the mid-1990s, when UNLV was still regarded mainly for its athletic programs and President Harter was just starting to feel her way around the hallowed halls of the Flora Dungan Humanities building, Maryland Parkway was simply the destination for the “creative class” that Harter has spoken of ever since she picked up Richard Florida’s book, “The Rise of the Creative Class.”

Arguably, the rise of Maryland Parkway as a cultural center was jumpstarted when Lenadams Dorris moved his downtown Las Vegas café, The Newsroom, into the lower floor of the Promenade at Maryland Parkway and Harmon Avenue in 1987, placing it directly across from UNLV. With it, The Newsroom brought a dedicated clientele of diverse interests and backgrounds.

“Unlike any other coffee joint before it,” wrote Michael T. Toole in the Aug. 12, 2004 issue of the Las Vegas Weekly, “The Newsroom was about doing the New York Times crossword puzzle over a good cup of herbal tea, playing chess, flipping through the 600-plus magazines from all over the world without interruption, and just watching a most diverse selection of people: young and old, liberal and conservative, gay and straight, atheist and proselytizing Christian, all just hanging out.”
Cafe Copioh

Cafe Copioh, circa 1997By the mid-‘90s, Maryland Parkway was lined with other independent cafes such as Café Rainbow, Cyber-City Café and Café Copioh. The Newsroom changed owners and names, becoming Café Espresso Roma. Tower Records anchored the University District along the parkway to the north at Flamingo Road, with Benway Bop!, an underground record store, at the south end, just shy of Tropicana Avenue. Interspersed were bars such as Tom & Jerry’s, the Sports Pub and Moose McGillicuddy’s, along with various independent and franchise eateries. A two-story Kinko’s next to Espresso Roma was the largest and busiest in the valley.

Live music, poetry readings, underground dance parties and works from local artists could be found in the bars, cafes and shops at any given time. The customers and denizens of Maryland Parkway hangouts were as likely to be commuters to the district as they were to be residents living in the low-rent apartments to the east of the parkway. For many, the “street scene” on Maryland Parkway during the Lollapalooza era — most of which died as businesses closed one-by-one — is deeply ingrained into their cultural memories.

“I played my first gig ever at Copioh,” said Frank Salvo, a local musician. “I saw Wax at Benway. I remember playing the conga at (the) Underground. My best friend worked at Tower on Maryland.”

Andrew Ramsay perhaps put it best in a May 11, 2000 Las Vegas Weekly article:

“The lifeblood of this city is Maryland Parkway.”

* * *

“Midtown UNLV and the proposed overall University District is still very much a work in progress,” Saltman said. “The goal is still to get to a Las Vegas version of Mill Avenue in Tempe.”

View of Rebel Plaza from inside ChipotleMill Avenue, which runs through the campus of Arizona State University in Tempe, Ariz., has been held as the major point of reference for Harter and Saltman since Midtown’s announcement. From aesthetic and fiscal standpoints, it makes sense why.

Twenty years ago, Mill Avenue was in worse shape than Maryland Parkway is today. Yet now, it’s the beating heart of Tempe, a pedestrian-heavy street filled with trendy clothing stores such as Urban Outfitters and the Gap, clubs, cafes, ethnic restaurants and an entertainment complex. It caters as much to the campus community as it does to Tempe’s movers and shakers.

Looking at Maryland Parkway now, one might find it difficult to envision that kind of retail wonderland appearing in less than 10 years where the current collection of head shops, dive bars and thrift stores now sits. Of course, not everybody thinks that such a change needs to happen.

“The thing that worries me is the tendency for developers in this town to ‘think’ they know what an area needs without communicating to the people in that area first,” said Maggie Verderame, owner of It’s Yoga, a yoga center located across from UNLV on Maryland Parkway.

Verderame said that she is not alone in her concern over the potential redevelopment of the corridor. According to her, some of the small businesses in the area have had informal discussions about what their fates may be if a Mill Avenue-scale cleansing comes to their stretch of the road.

“We haven’t really strategized anything,” Verderame said, “but there is concern about the concept of building a center intended to attract the ‘creative class’ when many of the businesses there are already run by and catering to the ‘creative class.’”

The It’s Yoga owner also has her own concerns about some of the businesses already struggling on the parkway.

“My hunch is that the small, artsy/independent businesses, like Balcony Lights, would not be able to afford raised rents,” Verderame said.
Hilarie Grey, special assistant to Harter, thinks such worries are a little premature.

“It’s such a long term project from that overall vision standpoint that it’s a little surprising that businesses are already worried about being displaced,” Grey said.

Of course, the current economic environment on Maryland Parkway isn’t ideal either. On Monday, the aforementioned Balcony Lights Books & Music announced it would be closing in December, after five years of critical — but not financial — success.

* * *

On the west side of Maryland Parkway, progress marches on. Aside from the new student union, two other major facilities are under various stages of construction: a new student recreation center on the south side of campus, near the Thomas & Mack Center, and the new Science, Engineering and Technology building on the north side. By the fall of 2006, construction should be under way on Greenspun Hall, the new home for the Greenspun College of Urban Affairs.

“Besides Greenspun Hall, there are other key campus-side buildings and initiatives being planned,” Grey said, “like a new campus gateway entrance — a ‘Black Mountain Institute’ building — that would be home to the International Institute of Modern Letters.”

All of this is part of Harter’s vision for UNLV to become a premier research institution, whose presence “is a huge advantage in the creative economy,” according to Dr. Florida’s book. There are other steps being taken, outside of infrastructure and Harter’s “Invent the Future” capital campaign, to ensure UNLV attains its goals.

One major step is Harter’s push to raise the admissions standards of UNLV. Originally, there was a 10-year plan to increase grade point average requirements to 3.0. At the next meeting of the Nevada System of Higher Education Board of Regents, Harter will request the GPA increase be advanced from 2010 to 2007.

It is likely that Harter will get her wish. Both Board Chair Bret Whipple and NSHE Chancellor James Rogers are behind the idea of raising admissions standards at UNLV and the University of Nevada, Reno.

“Only the top high school graduates, those who have excelled in the most demanding courses in high school, should be brought into the rigorous academic life of our fine universities,” Rogers said in his State of the System address on Thursday.

Almost like peering into a crystal ball, Harter’s Planning Retreat vision of UNLV in 10 years predicted such loftier standards.

“Academic requirements to enter UNLV had become very competitive,” Harter said to the imagined student of the future, “and you are glad you have made it this far.”

Not only does Harter have the support of her superiors in making her university a more elite academic institution, she also has the representative support of the student body, or at least of its elected president, Peter Goatz.

“With the addition of Nevada State College,” Goatz said, “we are able to be more selective with our students and really make a true college experience similar to that of UCLA, USC, and the other schools within our range.”

* * *

From Saltman to Harter to Grey, it seems most of the involved parties want to remind the world that Midtown is a long-term plan, and one that is far from fruition. Of course, looking at the pace of progress on the university side of things — new buildings, increasing admissions standards — the reality doesn’t seem so far away. On the private side, however, Maryland Parkway is still trying to redefine itself without any help.

“Multiple studies are underway,” Saltman reassures, “and the outcomes are still down the road.”

Those outcomes will undoubtedly be a boon to the campus, but it remains to be seen just how they will affect the organically developed businesses on the other side of the parkway.

“It would be really exciting if Maryland Parkway was stylish, but not forced or fabricated,” Verderame said. “I believe that will only come with time and a natural evolution of businesses continuing to open there.”

The Last Gallery Au Go-Go Story Ever Told

November 27th, 2005

I wrote the first news story about Gallery Au Go-Go, Dirk Vermin’s three-year experiment as a semi-permanent gallery curator. He took the half of his Maryland Parkway tattoo parlor, Pussykat Tattoos, which was being leased by a photographer as her studio, and turned it into an honest-to-Sid Vicious art gallery.

It was a labour of love for the local punk rock legend and tattoo artist, something borne of a genuine desire to provide an artistic outlet for other artists that felt estranged from the increasingly insular Arts District scene happening downtown. He expected to make no real profit from the gallery, asking only a minimal commission from his featured artists to help cover things like free beer and bologna sandwiches.

“If we do OK, I’ll be happy,” Vermin told me before the gallery opened in May 2002, “it will have been a successful venture.”

Familiar names in the local art scene today – Mark T. Zeilman, Iceberg Slick, Dray, Carrie McCutcheon – all had early showings at Vermin’s gallery, often when other venues would refuse to show an artist. Dray was one of those, who ran into friction with an early showing at the Winchester Community Center. The first show of his arts collective, Five Finger Miscount, at Gallery Au Go-Go also featured the work of urban muralist and underground comic creator Vezun, who told me he had difficulty getting his work into stores because of the negative image many people hold of graffiti artists.

“People don’t want to touch that kind of stuff,” he said.

I owe as much to Gallery Au Go-Go as the artists whose careers were jump-started by Vermin’s flexibility and resolve to go against the grain. I was writing mostly about local music and nightlife for the CityLife before the gallery opened. But I’d known Vermin for years, both from the music scene (where he appears irregularly with his self-named punk band) and from sitting on the receiving end of his tattoo gun. That, and I’m pretty sure he was at my wedding. So I had an inside track on the forthcoming gallery, which gave me an opportunity to write my first “art” column for the weekly paper.

From there, Gallery Au Go-Go and underground art became somewhat of my “beat.” From May 2002 until Dec. 2003, I reported on a subject about which I knew little to start, but I learned a lot quickly. While the CityLife’s official art writer covered mainstream venues, new artists, new galleries and mainly new shows at Gallery Au Go-Go were my domain, sometimes to his chagrin.

In the last year or so, buzz has died down surrounding Vermin’s gallery. My guess is that the more defined focus on downtown as the official Arts District for the city has somewhat sucked the air out from beneath Gallery Au Go-Go’s wings. The artists that used to find refuge in the welcoming cinder-block walls of the tattoo parlor-cum-art gallery are now living in and operating their own studios downtown, or filling up space in places like the Art Bar. Once-legendary fire-code-breaking opening receptions at Gallery Au Go-Go became more quiet affairs, the same 25 people or so showing up at every opening.

Vermin did the noble thing – he left on a high note, before the gallery could become completely inconsequential. And judging by the amount of press the gallery’s closing received – major features in the Review-Journal, Sun, CityLife and Weekly – the influence of Gallery Au Go-Go on the local community remained strong to its end.

I attended the closing bash, appropriately named “Gallery Au Go-Go Must Be Destroyed!” Vermin seemed to be genuinely happy, almost relieved. He told me that he plans to claim the gallery space for himself, expanding his office by about 10 feet and creating a completely revamped tattooing studio, complete with custom stone tile and stainless steel fixtures.

“No more of this pink and black stuff,” Vermin said, pointing to his garishly adorned tattooing space.

You can read the papers for details about Vermin’s upcoming book about the 1980s punk scene in Vegas (which we’ve been talking about for three years), or about his plans to curate shows at other galleries downtown. I won’t reiterate. But I will say a last goodbye to the place that gave a proper shove-off to the local arts scene, to many an artist’s career, and to this journalist’s portfolio. Or, in true Vermin form:

“Fuck you, too.”

Clooney and Gerber get jiggy with Related and Centra

August 29th, 2005

Las RamblasIn yet another earth-shattering (read with sarcasm, please) announcement, Hollywood heartthrob George Clooney (didn’t this guy used to be on The Facts of Life?), Cindy Crawford’s hubbie, Rande Gerber, and a couple of companies about which no one really cares until their bathtub starts leaking are planning to break ground in 2006 on — shock and awe — a $3 billion hi-rise, mixed-use, condo/hotel development called Las Ramblas.

Nestled conveniently between the Hard Rock Hotel’s planned condo expansion and the recently-announced W Hotels project at Koval Lane and Harmon Avenue, Las Ramblas will replace low-income apartments just west of the Hard Rock with 25 acres of luxury hotel rooms, residences, bungalows, spas, nightclubs, dining, bla, bla, bla.

So the big boys will build million-dollar residences where their ultra-cool Hollywood friends can live while they hang out in Vegas, while affordable — and yes, crack-infested sh*tholes — are torn down, displacing hundreds of lower-income-type folk, forcing them into a market where even cost-efficient apartments outside of the Swenson/Twain area are hard to find.

It’s exciting that our city will look like … um, a city … in about five or six years. Tall buildings will block out the accursed sun. I’ll run into Brad Pitt at 7-11, and we’ll trade hair styling tips. I won’t have to look at empty lots or worn-down buildings anymore.

But no one can afford anything. Except for Mssrs. Pitt and Clooney, of course.

At what point are these builders and developers going to find themselves unable to sell a 900 square-foot condo for $500,000? That saturation point is coming, and it may come before any of these proposed projects even break ground.

(Via Awesome City)