If there were windows in Joe's Grotto, they'd be steamed up tonight. Almost 400 people are packed into the small Phoenix club, fanning themselves with magazines and ordering extra ice with every drink. The crowd's getting restless, jockeying for position near the stage and chatting away excitedly. Proprietor Joe Grotto wades through the throng, schmoozing all the way, before he gets onstage and cuts through the cacophony with his booming announcer voice. "Let's hear it for Nick Sterling! He's the... More >>>