Legal Prodigy Prints

"The Supreme Court refused to hear my case, so I'll get off my phone and clean my room like you asked."

Impressing dad.

Felix Mendelssohn

Computer Science Class 10101010101.

"Michael, your father and I are worried that you're awfully young to be singing the blues."

'Wash your hands, it's time for your piano lessons.'

"I haven't started playing the violin. I hide my vegetables in here!"

"This next one is my own quirky rendition of Berlioz's 'Symphonie Fantastique,' Movement 5, 'Dream of a Witches' Sabbath.'"

'I have a feeling one day when he grows up he'll be an artist of some kind.'

"... And his piano teacher says that he definitely has Van Gough's ear for music."

'The school. My counselor told me to make the most of it...'

"I hope you're not going to let this I.P.O. affect your grades."

'I think what we need now is someone called a computer programmer.'

'After hours of rehearsing together, little Judy Barlow is going to play 'Three Blind Mice' while her father screams, 'Keep that racket down, will ya?''

"You're just gaming down there? Shouldn't you be issuing your first IPO for some billion dollar internet enterprise you've created?"

"We've decided to diversify our funds on some candy!"

'That's my boy...'

'Is this any way to treat a budding genius?'

"Most of what I want this year is listed on the Nasdaq."

'Teenage Beethoven.'

' Of course there isn't one law for the rich and another for the poor..There's only one impartial law. For all who can afford it.'

'What did I tell you about playing the piano in the house?'

"Coming soon...what I did over summer vacation...the podcast!"

The Piano Dreams Of Home

"This is Alexander. He’ll be heading up our hacking division."

Violinist.

'You win. Go out and play.'

Franz Liszt

"Look. He's just created his first text output object."

"Harold, not only was it perfect, It was perfectissimo!!"

"You see, darling, he plays a Steinway, just like you."

'He's researching out-of-state kindergartens.'

"Tip my boy."

'I see you plan to grow by 50 a year!'

'One day son, all this will be theirs'.'