Wyatt Cenac has no use for foolishness, no cause for raised voice or bugging eyes, no need to yell punch lines about bitches this, hos that. He doesnt really seem upset about anything, which is part of his sleepy, sneaky charm. Hes been kicking around the comedy circuit for years (writing for King of the Hill, among other credits) before landing a prime perch on The Daily Show two years ago. (Brought on as a political correspondent, he complained about the endless 2008 campaign, How does something this dull not get cancelled?) Even when dispatched to cover Tea Party rallies or the financial crisis, he doesnt get too riled up. His attitude is one of droll, if misplaced, concern. Sure, some credit-card companies are jacking up their rates on distressed consumers; but, Cenac sympathetically reasons, Bank of a America has a sick child, too. Its name is Merrill Lynch. Hes droll, hes funny, and he even showed a romantic side in the recent indie Medicine for Melancholy. Just dont expect him to get too excited about his own success. BRIAN MILLER
Fri., March 26, 7:30 & 10 p.m.; Sat., March 27, 7:30 & 10 p.m., 2010
