Viv and I went. It sucked. I mean the b-boys bust some great moves and all that but heres why it sucked. Before they had seats, this time we had to stand. Heads in the way, glasses and bottles on the floor. I’m saying man, if only there was seats I’d not be bitching so much. Before it was organised, this time a couple of punks on the mic. Before it had class, suddenly all this swearing and gangsta talk and the other fool preaching and hating on haters. Then theres the Fresh Awards where pimped out audience get an award for having the freshest look. WHATEVER!!! So not organised, so prurient? So piss taking! Then they didn’t even have the battle where crew takes on crew. It was all solo. The ending funked me off coz after all that standing? When they announced the winner of the Popping and Locking battle? They bloody gave it to a guy who had the same style and not creative at all. I mean the French guy was way more creative, had better burns, wont stiff. No rappers or beat boxers between battles. At least they had a B-Girl bit and these lil kids bust some moves too. Big up shawties! The dude that danced in sync with the jazzy sax/trumpet. That’s skills!