On Saturday, February 27th, the Historical Society of Washington, DC showed Planet B-Boy. This documentary took viewers around the globe to check out how B-Boying has exploded over the years. Afterwards, there was a discussion panel consisting of present and ol' school breakers. It was enlightening. I was amazed to see how dance moves have evolved into true acrobatic feats. I was disappointed to learn that eventhough breaking started here stateside, to really get paid doing the craft dancers must travel overseas. One of the dancers told us about how promotors would invite them to events and then say, "We didn't get as many sponsors as we thought... So why don't you guys get out there and break, not for the money but for the love of the dance." That concept is whack. DeeJays and rapper get paid for their time and sweat. Breaker should enter they game on an equal playing field. Everybody gotta eat. Now I want to see the Frreshest Kidz. I was hype and thought maybe I'll start working out again so I can sharpen my skills. Then again, maybe not, I'll leave that to the real B-Boyz.
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