Jamie Foxx played Madison Square Garden last night, blending his only tolerable R&B crooning (actual lyrics: …baby one plus one ain't two when you wit' me/ C ain't after A and B when you wit' me…) with really timely comedy. According to the New York Daily News, among his best zingers were jokes about Britney Spears not wearing panties, OJ being crazy and Michael Richards' slur-laden rant. I'm glad someone finally has the balls to take shots at Britney Spears and OJ. You da man, Foxx.

Together, the whole shebang presented Foxx as old-school "entertainer," a term normally applied to those who don't do any one thing particularly well. (Think Zsa Zsa Gabor.)

In fact, Foxx has proven himself adept at all these disciplines. But hogtied together, the result ended up herky-jerky in pace and scattered in content.

…Foxx's rhythm had assurance, but the content lacked cleverness.

In his fine R&B songs, Foxx showed both a creamy falsetto and a sure tenor. But even here his patter proved distracting and some songs wound up seeming more like skits. The Ray Charles impersonation, so gripping on screen, seemed like the world's weirdest karaoke live.

Him impersonating Ray Charles at his shows is like your uncle reliving his football glory days, except it's even more grandiose and expensive and, subsequently, sad. He should just get Jacob the Jeweler to turn his Oscar into a necklace and get it over with. It's all pretty predictable.

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