Bill Cosby and some applesauce-heads

Bill Cosby walked onto the stage of Overture Hall on Saturday wearing a hoodie, sweatpants, and a pair of blue Crocs, sat down, and talked for two hours straight. It seemed each of the 71-year-old comic's bits was structured like a digression from the last. But that's the trick to it, I guess. He's certainly still funny, and sometimes the audience was a bit ahead of him. "Let me say it please!" he grouched when people started laughing in anticipation of a punchline.

Much of the show's material (I caught the 5 p.m. set) centered on life with his wife ("I am her oldest child"), and benefited from the informal feel. Surely a lot of people didn't think twice about the Kleenex he used and then left on his little side table, but a few moments later: "There's a tension out there, and it's coming from out there to me. It's negative, and it's coming from the women… because… they are wondering… what I'm going to do… about this… some of them have even stopped looking up here." He even laid all the way down (there was a big rug onstage) during a bit about trying to cut down a Christmas tree at his wife's behest.

When he started talking about having to eat healthier, a lady in the audience called out, "Applesauce!" Cosby engaged this person without even trying to brush her off: "I'm giving you every opportunity to take the dirt off the top of your head from the hole you just dug." (He also later referred to her as an "applesauce-head.") But just in general, it'd take way too long to sum up or review this show in any proper way, mostly because of the way all the material flowed together. Cosby finished up with a well-tested routine, nailing the goofy Novocaine-mouthed efforts of a patient trying to talk to his dentist. Even slouched over in his around-the-house wear, he's still pretty damn deceptively fascinating.