The guy sitting next to you at the bar listens to him. The guy sitting next to you on the plane listens to him. The guy reviewing your job application and deciding you don't have enough experience listens to him. He sells d*ck pills
The "David Blaine" genre of artist that performs miraculous conjurations that have little substance other than the scale of their execution. 1000 bicycles? 1000 ming dynasty vases? 1000 ceramic sesame seeds? How does he do it!?!