Watts is a multi-talented performer, working his kleenex-box-sized
mixer like it was an extension of his body, and manipulating his voice to
create different characters that he would invoke given the personality
of the song. His show verged on performance art, with long streams of
mixed seamlessly into stand-up routines or beat-boxing. The crowd had
to pay close attention to the words to catch some of the best
bits as Watts jumped from one subject to the next and then back again.
not all, of the songs he performed last night incorporated an element
or two of social criticism. But he avoided preachiness by turning those
elements into poop jokes -- which we thought made his points
much more convincing and effective.
Although Watts set himself apart from his opening comedic acts in more ways than
one -- i.e. via dancing, theatrics, and essentially
blowing the house away with that sweet falsetto of his -- the entire evening
was across the board funny. Preceding Watts, Rory Scovel whetted the crowd's comedic appetite with a straight-up stand-up routine that brought the house down, even though Scovel appeared to think otherwise (and he voiced those negative thoughts throughout his entire set). Club Chuckles host Thayer was equally self-effacing, despite the fact that he also drew solid laughs from the crowd.
Personal Bias: It was refreshing to see Watts avoid the self-effacing stuff after watching Scovel and Thayer bash themselves for an hour. On the other hand, all three did well to avoid the other trap of making everyone in the front row the butt of every joke.