It Came From The Garage!

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Monday, September 12, 2005

Kenny was on fire today. He was topping all his previous metronome marks for his scales. His chords and rhythms are also sounding great. I think Kenny might be a ninja. He told me that the other day, he caught a fly in mid air with his bare hand. We played all his Green Day songs like "Good Riddance", "Basket Case", "When I Come Around" and "Boulevard of Broken Dreams". His dad better look out (his dad is also a student of mine), soon Kenny will be giving him a run for his money!

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