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Largo at the Coronet
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An intimate, historic theater famous for its strict no-phone policy and legendary residencies by musicians like Jon Brion.
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Not from LA, but always see people I follow online promoting shows there. We were in town this week and saw Sarah Silverman was playing - so I get to see a favor comedian and check out this place. It was not at all what I was expecting, especially given the caliber of performers that play there, but I loved it. I'm sure it's well known in LA, but for a first-timer, it almost seemed like a secret place. It was certainly no-frills, but it just had a cool vibe and charm to it that I found really appealing. Show was great, and the intimacy it affords makes that much more special. Don't change it (based on the age of it, though, there's probably little danger of that). I $o wish there was Largo merch. It was slightly surprising not to see any.
Friendly staff. My friend came b4 and got both our seat assignments so we could sit together. Was great seeing nick offerman open for his wife.
Super awesome little venue! A beautiful theatre with eclectic decorations. I went to see a Two Dykes & A Mic live comedy show - it was the perfectly intimate sized theatre, we ordered will call tickets and got our seats assigned at the door. We were able to leave the theatre to get food and drinks once we had our seat assignments. Easy to navigate, clean, super helpful & kind staff… overall a great experience 😊
Largo at the Coronet: A Black Hole for Your Money Where 90s Relics Phone It In for a Paycheck What a soul-crushing disaster Largo at the Coronet has become—a dingy relic of LA's music scene that's now just a stage for 90s has-beens like Aimee Mann and Jon Brion to fleece their dwindling fanbase without even pretending to try. I dropped $50 on a ticket for what was billed as an "intimate" show with these two, hoping for some nostalgic magic. Instead, I got a masterclass in apathy, bad sound, and outright contempt for the audience who keeps their careers afloat. Let's start with the venue itself, which seems hell-bent on making you regret showing up. The seating is a chaotic free-for-all—first-come, first-served, so unless you're camping out, you're stuck in the back with obstructed views and creaky chairs that dig into your spine. The sound system is an absolute joke: muffled, distorted, and so poorly mixed it's like listening through a bad flu or underwater. Reviews from others echo this nightmare—folks on Yelp and Reddit rave about how the audio turns every note into a muddy mess, with vocals buried under feedback and echoes that make you question if the tech guy even showed up sober But the real crime is the "performers." Aimee Mann and Jon Brion—icons of the 90s indie scene, right? Wrong. These days, they're just grifters dusting off their old catalogs to steal money from fans too sentimental to admit the emperor has no clothes. Mann slouched onstage like she was forced there at gunpoint, eyes half-closed, mumbling through hits with zero energy or emotion. No stage presence, no interaction—just a rote, introverted recital that screamed "I'm only here for the check." Jon Brion wasn't any better—fumbling through loops and instruments like a guy who's forgotten how to play them, turning what could be innovative into a sloppy, unprepared mess. His sets at Largo are legendary? More like legendarily lazy now. Surprise guests? None, unless you count the awkward silences. It's clear they're coasting on 90s nostalgia, milking fans for cash without investing an ounce of effort into quality. Why practice when boomers will pay top dollar to relive their youth, no matter how butchered? This isn't entertainment; it's exploitation. Save your money—stream their old albums at home and spare yourself the robbery. Largo deserves to fade into obscurity like the acts it hosts. Zero stars, and if I could sue for emotional damages, I would. What a waste of time, talent, and trust.
It's an old 30's theater. Around 100 seats. We saw Sarah Silverman with guests, then the next night saw Trey Crowder with guests. Both are great. The seats are from the 30's so, small. If you're a wide body ask for an isle seat Seating is assigned first come first served. Get there at 6pm, sign in then come back at 7:50 first the show. Doors open earlier though with a cash only bar