The cell blocks are open and nothing remains, but a dazzle of glitter and some shackles blowing in the wind. The murderesses of drag row are loose and so are their morals. 7 drag horrors have cast off their chains and broken out of their boxes. May Cher have mercy on the ensnared souls of South London.
Slither down to Ritzy and sacrifice the night to the unholy 7. You will be the first to witness the horror that untucks. The coven of drag performers promises to deliver a night of campy comedy, horror, and haunting melodies.