The other day I got out of bed and heard this echoing in my ear. I was probably having my recurring dream where I'm the world breakdancing champion. Or it might have been the nightmare where I can't ever stop breakdancing. Either way, it got inside my head. And as a result the whole fucking day felt like a Volkswagen commercial. It got ridiculous. Check out George Kranz's masterpiece, Din Da Da. It's like the Hip-Hop version of the "Manamana" song by the Muppets. This song is like heroin for the inner b-boy inside all of us. Catch the fever.