Our music can generate awesome nightmares or it can throw you into the most fascinating ecstasy. Usually the latter happens. We realize that our audience stops dancing and just stands there in awe-stricken ecstasy.
petition for the next companion to not be a white girl in her 20s who crushes on the Doctor
petition for the next companion to be a grumpy chinese-american grandma who complains about plot-holes and knits the doctor horrific time-travel-themed sweaters to wear when she thinks it’s cold out (most of the time)
reblogging because this is the best idea ever