Some of longer-time readers know that I’m a total Broadway fag. I can sing just about any tune from any musical from the past seventy years. This is a skill that is seldom deployed and even less frequently requested. All the same, I know my songs.
I am reminded of this peculiar characteristic and will offer as a metaphor the song from Chorus Line called Dance Ten Looks Three. Those of you who have heard it before probably think that its name its “Tits and Ass”, since that’s the main and oft-repeated line, but, understandably, the producers didn’t give it that name.
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