Morgans' gradual obliteration of the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino continues apace, in this February photo. Actually, this was one of the few flattering angles to be found.
Ever since Morgans Hotel Group plunged into the Las Vegas market, first with Echelon and then the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino, it's been in over its head. Latest case in point: trying to run an ostensibly major concert venue like it's the Suncoast showroom.
Based on what we encountered during Saturday night's attempt to see Supernatural Santana, if you're planning to catch a show at The Joint (sorry, "The Rogue Joint"), better get there super-early and pack a picnic lunch, too. At 15 minutes to curtain time, lines both for ticket purchase and for "Will Call" stretched waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back into the new convention area. An understaffed box office of (by our count) two ticket sellers was clearly inadequate to cope with the turnout. Knowing defeat when we saw it, we took our business over to The Palms.
Is anybody else fed up with Morgans' make-it-up-as-you-go-along style? Or what about its conversion of the once-elegant HRH into a scrum of buildings that strongly resembles an office park with some light-industrial facilities out front on Paradise? No? Just me? OK.
Speaking of The Palms, the place was crawling with customers, as always — including a septet of German lager louts (but that's another story). So who does Station Casinos CEO Frank Fertitta III think he's kidding when he writes off the value of Station's minority stake in George Maloof's place?
Maloof takes offense at this diss of his property and rightly so. Fertitta grossly overvalued Station when he took it private and now looks like he's "stashing" some of that excess valuation via this Palms writedown. As feats of ledger-demain go, this one wouldn't even make it as an afternoon magic act at the Greek Isles.
