I'm assuming you've seen the ad. Some parents dragged their little boy to a piano recital, because everyone knows that's the place to take a hyperactive demographic. The commercial opens up to shitty parenting as we look for the answer to the question: "It's 7 o'clock, do you know where your child is?
Oh I'm sorry, I was too busy being self centered to keep an eye on him. You?
We're further exposed to their horrible parenting skills when the kid goes where he's not supposed to. I'm not saying I was a perfect kid, Lord knows I was incapable of shutting the hell up. (Big shock, I know.) But I would NOT have gone somewhere I was obviously not supposed to go. This kid apparently wanders like the big guy from Cadence.
I wonder if there are any Legos in there . . .
Before the parents decide if they should get up and look for their lost little ankle-biter or pick out swatches to turn his room back in to a study, they hear the unmistakable staccato of a little boy making expensive piano keys all sticky, since kids are dirty. That's right, the kid is pecking at the keys like our grandparents type, barely playing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Or the alphabet tune...but since the kid couldn't read the sign saying stay the hell out, I'm guessing its the former versus the latter. So the parents think, Uh-oh, now we'll surely be embarrassed! It can't get any worse than this, can it?
Hey, I was gonna play some piano, but who wants to watch me punt a kid instead?
But instead of holding the kid up by the scruff of the neck and asking "Who's is this? He's going in the lost and found!" the piano player joins in with the kid and performs a rendition of Twinkle Twinkle that makes the kid a little star. (See what I did there? ) This is actually really cool, and hopefully the kid about which this commercial is based did venture off in to a career in music. After finding better parents, of course.
This commercial is just like anything else form Hollywood; we rarely see the negative repercussions of noble or heroic acts. This commercial is no different, as it cuts out before we get to see one which parent lost the game of Rock Paper Scissors and had to go pick up their kid.
onetwothree NOT IT!
We could take it to another step and show the kid later on, a musician himself. He cold point to his parents in the audience and say "My career in music, and my fame, are all thanks to my parents, and their inability to keep track of one kid!
Thanks, Son.
So we'll just assume that everything ended well. The parents didn't later leave him home when going on vacation resulting in the little blond kid foiling robbers with ridiculous hi-jinks, and he went on to a great career in music.
In closing...I just wanted to say SCREW YOU to these guys for making me cry every time this commercial comes on television:
It's not connected, I know. But it needed to be said. *Grabs a kleenex*
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