Daniel Johnston performed Saturday night at the Black Cat. He sang pretty songs with awesome lyrics. He screwed up a few times. His arms trembled most of the time. He was wonderful — but the audience sucked. They cheered him on like a slow kid at a t-ball game. Girls and boys alike cooed, “We love you Daniel!”

Just because this guy is not really checked in, it doesn’t mean he needs our help getting through a show. The whole thing felt patronizing.