While Clinton and Obama were still counting delegates in Texas and Ohio late last night, a blissfully apolitical Jonathan Richman kept fare nice and light in Brooklyn. Looking as though he’d just flown in from Ibiza, Richman shimmied his way through the first of two sold-out shows at the Music Hall of Williamsburg, racking up yuks and dusting off numbers culled from his many solo adventures as well as from his days as a Modern Lover. After one uncomfortably enthusiastic female fan was escorted someplace else for punctuating the first quarter-hour of Richman’s acoustic work (including a not quite appropriate “Springtime in New York”) with love shouts, another chided him shortly thereafter for the lack of love en español. What quickly followed was a version of the Cameron Diaz–inspired “Let Her Go Into the Darkness,” presented in four different languages, in response to which a German woman said to a friend with a giggle, “He’s crazy.” Pretty much. —David Bevan