The venue itself is also pretty notable, being described as "a bizarre Keith Richards dream brought to life." A Urban Daddy article described it further:
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A guitar-laden holy temple of rock [,,,] there's a chandelier made of Fender Strats lighting the lobby. [There are[ sweeping balconies lined with beat-up old dining tables. Morrison Hotel prints. Catwalks hiding broken, ancient miniature pianos. Don't go right to the bar. Get a good wide-angle look at it first. Yeah, it's a fretboard, complete with headstock with giant tuning pegs at the end.