I saw him upstairs in the bar before the show, laughing and joking around. He seemed, in just body language, to be a nice guy.
Then on stage he's all struttin' and King Shit. I loved it. I won't buy his album, but I'll go to his shows. He does a decent Stevie Wonder cover.
The whole thing is made more surreal because I work a couple blocks from the Har Mar Mall, where he got his name. Not sure how, but it seems surreal. Like the mall is faux sexy...?