How do you get to Carnegie Hall? The subway, stupid. But it never hurts to practice on the way there. This video of an "Eagle Dad" hovering over his son would be adorable if not for the implications: combining the fear of a piano recital in front of dozens of strangers with the added pressure of your father correcting you in public. Somewhere a psychiatrist just got the confidence to buy that beach house.
The kid stops and starts a few times, but to his credit, no one emits a bloodcurdling scream and hurls themselves in front of a train, even when he's off-key for a solid 15 seconds!
It took us awhile to name that tune (we've repressed most of those childhood memories) but it's Mozart's Turkish March. Buck up kid, someday you'll be as good as Chester.
