Dave Chapelle did a show in Detroit which mostly entailed him smoking cigarettes and playing I Spy with himself while his body went into hibernation mode. He took the stage an hour late, although the crowd was for some reason still being seated well past showtime. Perhaps Dave decided to get shit faced as a form of protest. I drank a twelve pack once in the name of ending puppy mills. Hero is a strong word. Chapelle is sometimes prone to rambling painfully long sets where he forgets to do comedy. At one point someone yelled at him to tell some jokes:
“I don’t care at all. I know you all have work in the morning but I can do this all night… Well sir, it’s a little late for that. Right now I’ve gotta get off the stage because it’s 2:00 in the morning.”
It was actually 1 am, not 2. Chapelle really has no obligation to do a good show beyond what many feel is an ethical obligation to earn your paycheck. I wonder if he knows this is his farewell tour. The city of Detroit is also not an innocent party. Showing up late high on bath salts with sandwich bags full of gin in your stockings and heckling the performer isn’t going to get you anywhere. You could have bought a three bedroom house for the price of admission. Everyone get their shit together and we’ll reconvene in a few months. I want to see some action this time.
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