If by chance Morrissey did decide from cancelling, I'd have bought a ticket the day of the gig. My guess is there are quite a number of people like me who are gun shy about buying Morrissey tickets, especially to a gimmicky one-off like this. This, I'm sure, contributed to low ticket sales.
Also, and this is a side note, but The Pond? And the Forum? That's a bit ambitious and a good manager would've told him that. A good manager would've pushed him towards The Wiltern and the Grove of Anaheim.
So because of that, El Hefe is hiding away somewhere in Zurich as Sam and Damon scurry about and enable his BS. Ugh, it's such a bummer watching the wheels slowly fall off. There's still an obvioust way to pull out of the nosedive that has absolutely nothing to do with Marr, but I also think he gets off on victimhood.