I got the Music in Me

Yesterday we watched, "Beethoven Lives Upstairs"

It was great, like  "Why haven't we ever seen this before," great

(Sure, it's a cheesy kid's movie, despite winning an Emmy, but any movie who's sole soundrack is Beethoven is going to be great).

At one point Beethoven is stumbling around the streets of Vienna, hands on his head, muttering and singing, doing his "tortured artist" routine.

Alyssa: "Mom, that's like me. Sometimes the music is inside me, and it just wants to pop out!"