Michael Jackson. Michael. Jackson. Take a moment to remember how great he was before he completely lost his mind. When I was ten years old, I listened to my "Thriller" tape so much I wore it out. I was moved by the music — physically moved. I won't describe the moves themselves, just know that I not only had visions of breaking it down in the cafeteria of Berkman Elementary, I had actual routines (which were, mercifully, never performed).
There is a seminal piece of music in Lu's future. One that will define how she relates to the world, shake off her parents' taste and stake her own musical territory. It's just not as good as this one.