Farewell, Brickskeller of old. I'll remember the good times.
I think I've finally come up with the right analogy, thanks in part to a Wall Street Journal article and the ensuing commentary and debate it prompted:
The Brickskeller was like Bob Dylan.
Legendary, but. . . On a good night, terrific, as long as you made peace with the obvious flaws. On a bad night, an embarrassment worthy of demanding a refund. It/he changed the whole scene. But........
More eulogies, by noted names in the industry, here and here.