I've never seen Frozen, so I am just going to assume the movie was one giant metaphor about bowel movements because this young lady's version of "Let It Go" just spoke to me. Interestingly enough, now that I think it's about poop, I actually want to see Frozen.
I know. I KNOW. We just can't kill the Frozen/"Let It Go" hype. It's not going to happen. That movie is like the the T-1000 from Terminator 2: Judgment Day or like The Mayor from Buffy Season 3. Seemingly indestructible. May as well accept it and fling as much poo at it as possible.
Also, can we please get a Grammy for Best Songwriting up in here, stat?