T Bone Burnett did indeed play the El Rey last night, as not scheduled, then scheduled, then moved, then moved back again. If that seems crazy, see yesterday's post. One guest writes:

Here's the odd solution they came up with at the venue last night: If you had a "Wilshire Ebell" ticket, you were ushered into the downstairs area of the El Rey, where rows of nice comfy seats were available for your sitting pleasure. If you bought an "El Rey" ticket, you general admission loser, then you were relegated to standing in the back of the room or, even worse, in the back of the balcony, behind all the reserved tables that were saved for big shots too cool to be seen on the main floor. A red armband allowed you access to the seating zone. A green band meant you were standing.

Myself, I stayed by the bar.

Finalizing the venue came too late for Joe Rhodes' piece in the current Los Angeles Magazine.