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  1. Thailand in Chicago. Realistic 😡 probably paurene, her brother not being nice in her every day capers with out her parents, her Duracell dad & mom, and California liberals so gung ho about whatever, they'd steel cannibalism to whatever this life. But I say Nissan is Asian, Scottish or whatever. So, a sport kit, more expensive to play around with as me. Duracell girl, real great position. Need Dcell batteries for my sport! Beach, recharger, & maybe a pick back option for the pick designed by..
    Nissan asleep at my desk K. Inn, PHX

  2. This might sound weird, but I feel like the editing deserves a shout out. The way this was directed and edited is really incredible and impactful throughout the performance. How they let it build, how they interspersed it and introduced the idea of Roxy’s fantasies, and then how they have Roxy’s life start to mirror what she sees on the stage. It keeps everything fast-paced and interesting as it builds, and it also sets up so much about what we’re about to see in terms of how Roxy views her life

  3. I love the musical Chicago and I have watched it 5,6times but Catherine’s Velma is the best ever. She’s beautiful, can sing and dance. Truly amazing all that jazz!

  4. Five, six, seven, eight
    Come on babe, why don't we paint the town?
    And all that jazz
    I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
    And all that jazz
    Start the car, I know a whoopee spot
    Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot
    It's just a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl
    And all that jazz
    Skidoo
    And all that jazz
    Hotcha
    Whoopee
    And all that jazz
    Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes
    And all that jazz
    I hear that Father Dip is gonna blow the blues
    And all that jazz
    Hold on hon, we're gonna bunny-hug
    I bought some aspirin down at United Drug
    In case you shake apart and want a brand new start
    To do that jazz
    Find a flask, we're playin' fast and loose
    And all that jazz
    Right up here is where I store the juice
    And all that jazz
    Come on babe, we're gonna brush the sky
    I betcha Lucky Lindy never flew so high
    'Cause in the stratosphere, how could he lend an ear
    To all that jazz?
    Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy-shake
    And all that jazz
    Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til her garters break
    And all that jazz
    Show her where to park her girdle
    Oh, her mother's blood'll curdle
    If she'd hear her baby's queer
    For all that jazz
    All that jazz
    Come on babe, why don't we paint the town?
    (Oh, you're gonna see your Sheba shimmy shake)
    And all that jazz (and all that jazz)
    I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
    (Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til her garters break)
    And all that jazz (and all that jazz)
    Start the car, I know a whoopee spot
    (Show her where to park her girdle)
    Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot
    (Oh, her mother's blood will curdle)
    It's just a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl
    (If she'd hear her baby's queer)
    And all that jazz
    No, I'm no one's wife
    But oh, I love my life
    And all that jazz
    That jazz

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