One day, a very tired mother and her four year old son with autism were driving home from therapy appointment number 525,600 (give or take). They had been up since "Sonofabitch o'clock" and the mama really needed something, anything to just perk her up a bit to get her through the rest of the long ass day.
Naturally, she reached for one of Broadway musical Cd's because obviously this was a job for a show tune.
She tossed in RENT and was ready to go to her mental vacation place of pretending to be a starving artist in a NYC hovel. Squatting in tenement with a dicey heroin addiction sure does make for some show stoppers! La Vie Bohme!