The Revival
It took a little longer than we hoped, but it was worth it
You know, it takes a village to raise a scheme, to patch the holes of a mausoleum
Well, we’re packing in the patronage like it’s a lotto (and everybody wins)
Now take a seat so the show can start, and will you welcome these works of art?
Isn’t she beautiful?
No? Maybe another one here could entertain
Ah, yes, we swear that every minute’s worth the wait
Hey! It’s a cry you can’t contain
A release you couldn’t estimate
And the secret’s safe as long as you pay
It’s so good to be so bad
You can leave it when you walk away
And pretend you’ve washed your hands of it
Last call for the Sunday squaws and there’s no room left for the hem and haw
We’ll give a gift long overdue and make a sultan out of you
That’s right, yeah, any troglodyte can have a life in the party as a socialite
Or if you’re looking to efface, you can retire without a trace
Don’t you bother with doubt
Hey! It’s a cry you can’t contain
A release you couldn’t estimate
But the secret’s safe as long as you pay
It’s so good to be so bad
You can leave it when you walk away
And pretend you’ve washed your hands of it
Another candidate for giving her bruises
Another night that she’ll dissociate
Another man who thinks the rules don’t apply to him
Another candidate for giving her bruises
Another night that she’ll dissociate
Long was this road I’ve wandered, but short did my temperance live
Here I’ve helped him build a temple to deify this czar of sin
Now who to blame but I for tying these knots so well at my wrists?
The noose would surely find me if I’m too wily, but what of the life I’d live?
The sale of a soul that falls
As foolish as young Esau
It’s better if I withdraw
Hey! It’s a cry you can’t contain
A release you couldn’t estimate
But the secret’s safe as long as you pay
It’s so good to be so bad
You can leave it when you walk away
And pretend you’ve washed your hands of it
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What happens?
After years of being shut down since the Great War, TP&P reopens The Dime. Attendance is through the roof and the delights are even more decadent than they were in The Dime’s last iteration. Hunter is disgusted by this, knowing his position as Mayor was indispensable in allowing the Dime to reopen, but is too scared to shut it down. He leaves, frustrated and tormented.
What’s in a name?
‘The Revival’ — Probably a what-it-says-on-the-tin name, since it’s about the Dime reopening, but could also be taken as alluding to a revival of faith in a religious sense.
Whose viewpoint?
TP&P and Hunter.
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>0:00 – 0:25 Instrumental
Man! What an intro. We’re entering into a place of chaos, fun, and debauchery in the new and improved Dime, finally open again after being shut down in Act III. TP&P has invited Hunter along to the grand reopening, or at least not barred him from visiting, since we’ll see that he’s here too. He’s probably a VIP, even, given that it’s because of him that the Dime is able to reopen at all — laws on brothels and prostitution are quite tight now that it’s the 1930s, so having a compromised Mayor look the other way is a requirement to get things working. Aren’t you so happy, Hunter?
Anyway, this all means that TP&P is finally a Pimp again! Yay! It must have sucked going all those years having to be only one thing, and the more cheap and boring one of his things, too!
And since this is another ‘TP&P pitching to people’ song, it’s another one where the lyrics are pretty straightforward about what’s going on, but let’s still go through them.
>It took a little longer than we hoped, but it was worth it / You know, it takes a village to raise a scheme, to patch the holes of a mausoleum
No kidding. If Act III ended in 1918 with the end of WWI, and Act V is set in the 1930s, then that’s at least 12 years of radio silence on the ‘reopen the Dime’ front. That said, TP&P has been able to invest into some big improvements for the Dime in the meantime, so it’s all good. Inclusive ‘we’ makes me wonder if TP&P is including Hunter as one of the parties that worked to reopen the Dime, or if it’s just to address his audience of patrons with familiarity.
‘It takes a village to raise a scheme’ -> TP&P had to go out of his way to get the Mayor in on this scheme so the Dime could reopen. Basically him saying it took so long to reopen because of Act IV and logistical issues around getting funding and securing protection from authorities. Also pointing how the clients of the Dime are all members of the community who have wanted their damn brothel back and are happy to be here and not snitch.
‘To patch the holes of a mausoleum’ -> TP&P also had to renovate the building since it was out of use for so long. Probably had to remove any signage about it openly being a brothel, too, but the flipside is that the establishment is much bigger and fancier now.
>Well, we’re packing in the patronage like it’s a lotto (and everybody wins) / Now take a seat so the show can start, and will you welcome these works of art?
Self explanatory — attendance on this reopening day is extremely high. TP&P has invited lots of people and spread the word very far. As everybody gets settled at their tables, TP&P goes to present the girls on stage.
>Isn’t she beautiful? / No? Maybe another one here could entertain / Ah, yes, we swear that every minute’s worth the wait
TP&P presents the girls. Get the image of one doing a cheeky little twirl into his arms, him catching her, and then bouncing her back off into the crowd to present a new girl when it’s clear the other one wasn’t to flavour. Lots of girls, lots of flavours, the luxuries are yours to pick and choose as you favour.
>Hey! It’s a cry you can’t contain / A release you couldn’t estimate
Selling the appeal of the sex, not that this needs much selling. Let out all the pent-up stress and frustration in your life as an orgasm. Carrying through that framing as TP&P’s services being curative.
>And the secret’s safe as long as you pay
Of course, it’s a highly compromising thing for people to be patronising the Dime, not to mention illegal, so confidentiality is a big part of the business. TP&P is promising that strict confidentiality in exchange for cash — and equally, threatening that he’ll spill the beans if the cash isn’t forthcoming. The usual blackmail shtick.
Good one TP&P, truly getting the big bucks turning again. Since the secrecy is highly emphasised, I wonder if there’s some system to keep guests anonymous? Masks maybe? Or just aliases and a no-snitching policy, since it’s not like the authorities will be coming down on people for going here.
>It’s so good to be so bad
TP&P is thriving in his element. He loves this debauchery, this indulgence, this wickedness, and all the money he’s getting out of it. It’s probably liberating to be able to be openly scum again after so many years as only the Priest, in an environment where everyone else attending is proud scum too. The whole place is celebrating debauchery.
>You can leave it when you walk away / And pretend you’ve washed your hands of it
And the best part is, the Dime is a haven where you can be as utterly depraved and degenerate as you want, without anything from it interfering with your everyday life once you leave, a second life… ostensibly. The reality is that the sins committed here do cling to people afterwards, that the paranoia of being found out lingers, and that the lust and obsessions invoked here will draw people to return again and again. There is no getting clean or disassociating yourself from The Dime once you’ve indulged in its decadences, if not because of your own lust or guilt, then because the owner of the place is a blackmailer who will hold the sin over your head forever.
>Last call for the Sunday squaws and there’s no room left for the hem and haw / We’ll give a gift long overdue and make a sultan out of you / That’s right, yeah, any troglodyte can have a life in the party as a socialite
So if the atmosphere of the Dime before was like a pub or cabaret den where you could sneak off to have a good time, this new version of the Dime is more like an exclusive, extravagant penthouse where every guest is treated like a high-class VIP. Things have changed to put more focus on pandering to the clients and ensuring they don’t just have good entertainment and a good lay, but feel they’re special and important — even if they are just another thug off the street. Overall it’s more like some big, anonymous, masquerade ball or county gala or something, a ritzy party 24/7.
The fact the Dime’s operation is illegal now and hence more secretive probably feeds into this atmosphere of being privileged enough to be ‘in’ on this stuff. Plus, like, there are significant City figures hanging out here in TP&P and Hunter at least, so you probably could use this place to network if you really wanted, like a whole parallel society (being real though we’re here for the whores).
The reopening might also be literally happening on Sunday, after the church service earlier, though I like reading a short timeskip (like a couple weeks) after TMCOH/WAI to give Hunter a bit of breathing room adjusting to the WAI mindset.
>Or if you’re looking to efface, you can retire without a trace
And again, the best part is that nothing that happens in this ‘parallel world’ of the Dime follows you to your real life, so you can cut all ties with it whenever you want and come back later under a totally new identity. You can keep coming, or you can leave it as ‘an experience’. Severing Dime-You from Real-You is easy. Anonymity sounds to be a big thing here.
>Don’t you bother with doubt
Man remember how in Bitter Suite II TP&P went on and on disarming all the reasons someone might hesitate to bed a hooker? Yeah there’s none of that now. The place is so luxurious, the girls are so professional, and the clientele are so entertained, that this is the only big nudge he needs to grease up any stuck wheels. ‘You’re here for this, go ahead!’. Like it’s not just about the girl, it’s about the whole experience of being a sultan who could have five, ten, fifty girls at once if he wanted.
>Another candidate for giving her bruises / Another night that she’ll dissociate / Another man who thinks the rules don’t apply to him
Hard to make out under the fanfare of the twisted party going on, which is probably the point. TP&P and Hunter know the reality of what’s going on here, and that the foundation of all this ‘fun’ is that the girls working here, beneath their smiles and encouragement of these ‘sultans’, are suffering severely.
Get several images of like, up to now it’s all been the fun stuff with the clientele embracing the delights of the atmosphere and stage performance and food and socialising and etc, and now it’s the girls waiting upon or putting charm on specific people, with TP&P/Hunter(?) noticing these moments from across the room and correctly seeing the signs that a client is going to be abusive even if he seems inoffensive right now.
>3:00 – 3:10 Instrumental
We shift to Hunter’s view. As we could expect, he is miserable, and sounds to be keeping as much distance as he can from the proceedings while still being present. Otherwise, he is among the crowd, but mentally he’s in a different place totally.
>Long was this road I’ve wandered, but short did my temperance live / Here I’ve helped him build a temple to deify this czar of sin
Looking at all this debauchery, all Hunter can do is sit emo in his corner, think about is how badly he messed up, and how he’s personally responsible for all of this.
I wonder how much help Hunter gave in the end? We know he’s protecting TP&P from legal ramifications using his position as Mayor, but I wonder if we wound up directly funding a good portion of this upscaling and renovation on taxpayer money too. Since it’s the upscaling and exclusivity that has elevated TP&P even further than he was back at the old Dime, that would mean Hunter has directly made TP&P more influential, respected, adored, and powerful than he was before, when he already was a huge menace. Now he has a whole cult of personality forming around him as the proprietor of this infernal oasis!
In any case, Hunter feels terrible for being too weak and corrupt to stop this from happening. Get the image of him forlornly holding a wine glass and looking up at TP&P on stage, who the whole audience is cheering for.
>Now who to blame but I for tying these knots so well at my wrists?
Hunter knows it’s his fault for not stopping this, and for getting himself stuck in this situation.
>The noose would surely find me if I’m too wily, but what of the life I’d live?
Hunter thinks about doing something to stop this. He feels conflicted — if he gets caught being too sneaky, TP&P will reveal all the blackmail he has on Hunter, get charges pressed on him, and ultimately have him executed. Well, given that Hunter’s big crimes TP&P could nail him for are white-collar (identity theft and maybe embezzlement, blackmailing, etc), I question if he would literally get killed for them under a court of law, but regardless Hunter seems to feel a threat of literal death if he moves against TP&P.
At the same time, what’s the point of holding on to this life if it means facilitating wickedness like this and feeling constantly horrible about it? Like is he meant to just ignore it? Pretend it has nothing to do with him?
>The sale of a soul that falls / As foolish as young Esau
The implications of Act IV coming home to roost for Hunter. Basically lamenting how he let himself get tempted and tricked by TP&P into this horrible position in exchange for something — the Mayor position — that wasn’t worth it. Hunter feels like he sold his soul for nothing.
>It’s better if I withdraw
Unable to take any more of this, Hunter leaves The Dime.
>Chorus Repetition
Even though Hunter leaves the physical building, everything that’s going on there is still going on at full pace.
>You can leave it when you walk away / And pretend you’ve washed your hands of it
One of those reverse-lines: Though he’s put distance between himself and the building, Hunter is unable to get the depravities of the Dime out of his mind. He is still clearly envisioning all the decadence and abuses going on inside there, and probably always will be for as long as he knows it’s still going on.