We practice down the hall from him. That guy is inhuman. When I went to Berklee I had to take a final guitar exam with him. He was wearing a silk shirt unbutton half way down and the tightes pants probably ever. I'll take that image to my grave.
final guitar exams are so frightening at berklee.
i fucking choked so bad on mine, i got a 60, my scott johnson, my teacher gave me a 100 for my lessons so i got a b overall.