Saturday Night Live: “Chris Rock/Prince”
(Episode 40.05)

Just over halfway through Prince’s unprecedented 8-minute set on Saturday Night Live it hit me: The Purple One started in 1975, too.
Yes, The Artist Currently Known as Prince and SNL are, professionally, the same age. Granted SNL broke through earlier, but both are entertainment institutions that have made lasting and valuable contributions to American pop culture over the last 40 years. Both SNL and Prince have influenced so many other greats, have frustrated and baffled fans over the years, and both soldier on, working well past their expiration date.
So why does Prince seem so creatively fresh, so artistically vital in his career 40s, while SNL seems so tuckered out?
Granted, such a comparison isn’t exactly apples to apples. Prince has been one of the most eccentric, free-spirited voices in pop music since his start. His is one man’s artistic vision, with that man pulling all the levers and pushing every button. Saturday Night Live is a finely-tuned sketch comedy machine, a network television stalwart, an example of tried and true process applied to mildly changing variables week to week.
But still, what if SNL could work like Prince and his new, all-female band 3RDEYEGIRL? Prince’s performances are improvised—every song, every concert created on the spot for the audience at hand. He is backed by jazz-trained musicians, masters of their instruments and of pop composition and spontaneous arrangement. 3RDEYEGIRL is His Royal Badness’ ultimate funk-rock ensemble, set and ready to implement his musical vision on the spot.
Presumably, SNL’s core cast is hand-picked by Executive Producer Lorne Michaels for their sketch comedy chops, honed in tiny improvisational comedy theaters, stand-up clubs, and at weekly sketch shows only a handful of friends ever see. These people represent the sketch comedy equivalent of 3RDEYEGIRL. SNL could work like Prince’s band, but it does so rarely… hardly ever. But it’d be fun to see it try.
There were some non-Prince highlights in the Chris Rock-hosted episode (the pre-taped “Swiftamine” ad comes to mind: a product that calms the anxiety of adults who find themselves liking the new Taylor Swift album), but they were few and far between. Mostly, we saw poorly-conceived sketches joylessly executed… almost as if the cast was in a really foul mood, but collectively realized that the show must go on!