Dave Chappelle has aged well. When I look at him in his new Netflix special, I'm liking him still. Not more, not less, but aside from the fact that he has to keep up with and comment on a broader set of popular culture topics than I have patience for, I feel like he's keeping up with me. Which is to say he's handled his subjects without an embarassment of goofy sentiments. He's keeping it right.
The first thing I remembered about Chappelle is that he's smarter than his audience. It's something I noticed when I went to see him at the Wiltern several years back on what I suppose was his last bit of standup before he went dark. I found myself laughing a half second before everybody else in the crowd and getting his subtlety when others around me were silent. He has a talent for saying the obvious and then pulling aside in a smooth way that people don't expect. I think perhaps his LA audience couldn't handle his adeptness with the absurdity of their desires as he told his joke about a backstage incident with some big name movie producers.
Anyway, I'm blasting several blogs out of draft. I'm finding that a short form works fine and a lot of thoughts don't really need expansion. I recommend you see his new specials, and also the giant Philadelphia concert of Kevin Hart. Private school is killing a certain blackness, and these comfortable multi-millionaires are not keeping it ghetto for the sake of their audiences, but the gap is showing.