Everybody has a beat. The first nine months of your life, all you hear is duh dut, duh dut. We’ve all got rhythm, even white people who think they don’t. It’s like a baby, you just have to feed it and it will grow. Like me, six months ago I never thought I’d be playing the drums on the street. Then I got stranded in Indianapolis, dead broke, I saw a kid banging on his drum and I decided to give it a shot...

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