You know, the thing that keeps me coming back to Glee isn’t the music.
It’s the hope.
I know that sounds hokey, but it’s true. Even at the dregs of the Quinn in a wheelchair storyline, I had hope that the New Directions would win nationals. That Quinn would get into Yale.
That Rachel would come to her senses and not marry Finn in some kind of a Toddlers and Tiaras prequel.
And I have hope that season 4 of Glee will bring us back to the Glee we first fell in love with. Uptempo current pop tunes, interspersed with underdog victories.
And a plethora or Marc Jacobs and Milly sweaters.
That are still available for purchase.