Sending kids outside to play can result in costly hospital visits and feelings of alienation from a once beloved magnolia tree. Unlike their cold, hard cousins, inflatable playgrounds offer the joy of climbing without the worries of falling or landing in a swarm of fire ants. For children under the age of 11, Funtime has multiple play areas in which to slide, roll, and moonwalk bounce away. Attractions include crayon-cornered bouncers, rainbowtastic obstacle courses, ball pits, and a variety of plastic tubing perfect for aspiring spelunkers. And as the signage indicates, the play area is one of the few places outside of Japanese teahouses and nail salons where customers with no shoes won’t be refused service.
Cleveland Rock of Ages, a night of live classic rock mastery held at the stadium of the class A affiliate for the Cleveland Indians, opens with the lead singers of Rare Earth, Sugarloaf, Blues Image, and Iron Butterfly all joining forces as the Classic Rock All-Stars and performing songs in the style of rock’s golden era. After a preliminary injection of sonic heaviness, prepare for shock rock’s one-man governing body, Alice Cooper. The heavily mascaraed maestro, well-known for mega-hits like “School’s Out,” “Poison,” and “All I Want Is a Jar of Nickels (For Christmas! For Christmas!),” will take to the stage bearing gifts of rock.
The Rock Allegiance Tour pledges adherence to the forces of electric thunder, harnessing a slew of heavy-hitting acts in a day chock-full of head-banging euphoria. Buckcherry and Papa Roach co-headline a wrecking crew of rock monsters, launching mach-speed riffs about love and annihilation that render pacemakers obsolete and librarians fatigued from shushing. Joining the on-stage armada, Puddle of Mudd buries sentimentality in the soggy soil with merciless post-grunge guitars, and Alien Ant Farm carries 10 times its own weight in alterna-metal. Further engorging eardrums, Red churns out C.S. Lewis–inspired mosh fodder, Crossfade instigates nu-metal trepanation, and Drive A unleashes sonic clauses about heartfelt misanthropy and philandering gravy.
Surrounded by roaring crowds of hoops fanatics, the Erie BayHawks shoot for glory during thrilling basketball matches as the official minor-league team of the New York Knicks in the NBA Development League. Head coach Gene Cross manages a roster of young and veteran talent that recently included overnight sensation Jeremy Lin. Buzzers announce the beginning of four quarters' worth of dazzling slam dunks, three-point shots, and Final Jeopardy lightning rounds as players hone their talents in preparation for upcoming games and potential rise to the NBA ranks.
The Grammy-winning trio Train freights a cargo of breezy melodies and poignant jams, satiating legions of fans on its 2011 tour. With intrinsically catchy beats and the crossover appeal of a bipartisan milkshake, Train's euphonic anthems bridge the gap between the hearts and brains of millions. Best known for Grammy-magnet singles such as “Hey, Soul Sister,” “Drops of Jupiter,” and “Calling All Angels,” Train’s grooves, combined with Patrick Monahan’s lilting vocals, stick in ears like relentless peanut butter, taking up brain space normally reserved for algebraic formulas and state capitols. During the gripping live show, devotees can expect sing-alongs from Train’s catalog of smashes, possibly sprinkled with cochleae candy from the band's upcoming album. Train even tickles diehard fans' other senses with its own brand of wine, Drops of Jupiter, fermented from astronauts' tears.
At Little Diva Day Spa, little ladies ages 2–13 get their first taste of primping and pampering fit for royalty. During meticulous manicures, delicate digits are gently scrubbed before nails get lacquered ($5) or decorated with artful designs ($10). Pedicures treat tiny feet to a foot scrub and soak, before polishing toes ($10). Sweethearts embrace their true nature with cupcake facials of pink or chocolate frosting, with a gluten-free option for sensitive skin ($10). The red-carpet readying process is completed with glitter eye makeup ($5) and hand-painted glitter tattoos ($5), so lasses can coordinate with their tiaras or Dora the Explorer backpacks.