You won’t see him frolic in the autumn mist. Not in a land called Honalee. Not anywhere. (Some mythical being immortalized in poem and song already cornered that shtick.) You might not even think he stands outs in a crowd—just another green (with bursts of red and gold), grumpy, scaly creature walking his Chihuahua on the Strip. And yet …

“There’s nothing women in Las Vegas love more than a magic dragon,” says John van der Put—Piff the Magic Dragon to you—as Angela Stabile, co-producer of his headliner gig at the Flamingo, can affirm. “He gets proposals all the time,” she says with a touch of amazement. Piff clarifies: “It’s the joy I exude.”

Perhaps it’s the joy of dyspepsia. At least onstage. Anyone who’s seen the London-born, dragon-costumed comedian/magician in Vegas venues, at tour stops and on America’s Got Talent—where he advanced to the season finale before being bumped from the competition—knows his personality is built on a foundation of dour, deadpan ’tude. He looks like he’d rather be anywhere else—and there’s nowhere else he wants to be.  Read more…

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