"savior of the nation" - Ingo Appelt live
a charming invitation follows last night I found myself quite spontaneously in the Savoy Theatre again in Dusseldorf. The rest of the city was clogged with Night of the Museums spectacle, which I wg. Appointment chaos but then did not attend ... well, next year then. I was sitting there now, to me 3 hours to listen Grönemeyer imitations and dialogues with gigantic Stoffpenissen ... anticipate the punch line: The number of Merkel jokes, bear a specific Homo sapiens within a period of time and can find funny, is in fact a little limited.
Maybe I'm now just not the right audience for such a tidal wave of mallet-dirty jokes and humor, but I was probably not the only one in the hall, where it was so - the poor Ingo was probably quite early very frustrated that the room did not begin to shake after every punch line. The program itself, of which I struck up some quite well known, and his technique, courageously for the same old gags and parodies Stammtisch rumzureiten are probably now a little out sucks. There was really new to do, also a clear line and the beautiful long arms with surprising twists that other stand-ups from Mario Barth Mittermaier to live to such an experience; the show looked more like a concept-free "Best of Appelt," and also the most vocal numbers were a bit lame, no screaming groupies, even the notorious in-the-clock-clapping were outnumbered. Ok, it was warm and the oxygen content in without air Savoy fell eventually felt less than 5%, but record is: The audience chuckled behave sometimes better, and I fear at times probably really more about Ingo's efforts to work great and trigger fanatical enthusiasm than the idea itself. If those in the interval, respectively. after the show sat sulking in the dressing room and "What a disaster ... never again ... shit Dusseldorf pseudoculture Rhinelander idiots ..." have muttered to himself, it would not surprise me. So that's probably when clear in the announcement does what you expected and then not get. At this point a pitiless shrug my part.
hot What not to say that I am not at times - especially in the second Half time - just have a good time. When it comes to dirty jokes below the belt, is Ingo Appelt still Bundesliga (even if Bella next to me, the 60-minute period with pregnant women and small children jokes are not always all that exciting place ... o_O). Overall, however, he probably had the bad luck that has its worn mesh gradually and that a large number of the audience like on it as I was not inclined to say, a performers to celebrate for every age meant funny sentence immediately with frenetic applause, whistling and hooting. Strange that a comedian is not a simple laugh enough apparently ... Max apparently has Goldt absolutely right that the entertainers by the inflationary talk-show carnival-bawling today just totally messed up. The grobkellige bombastic comedy, as well as Ingo Appelt it embodies, seems at present to my ass in the sense to put inflation-related crisis - it is perhaps a new era of something-lower-offenders. Because at the end of our four-member troupe was Appelt-Evaluation is 3:1 agreed that we would rather have seen Nuhr Dieter ... sorry, Ingo!
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