why isn’t there a club that just plays showtunes?
can you imagine if they had one but it was on shuffle of every cast recording and everyone was getting drunk dancing to “my strongest suit” or like any upbeat song and then “a little fall of rain” comes on and we all just fall down and cry with a partner
the sound of high heels on the pavement as you walk is the ultimate power trip, like you could be buying milk or on your way to assassinate someone
or you could be crippling yourself to uphold a patriarchal beauty standard
or you could be simply wanting to wear high heels while crushing the patriarchy. Click click mother fucker.