The Break/s is mostly autobiographical, focusing mainly on Marc’s role as an ambassador for hip hop to the world of high art. The accaptance that this role is self-imposed, and self-perpetuating, forces you to question his motives, and your expectations, and then to shut the fuck up and listen. By relating experiences of his travels throughout the world, (hip hop!) which counterbalance being a African American in America against being a Black American in Africa, and his expectations as a Black man in Japan, you get a deep, inviting, and honest view of Marc as he struggles with the shrugging off and stumbling over his “credibility,” as he says, “how hip hop can I be if they let me on the set?.”
This insight is not clinical, however, and if you are starting to have flashbacks to that terrible hypocritical race studies class you took at liberal arts college, don’t hang up, in fact, you have all the more reason to attend and be taken in, as you must be by Bamuthi’s charm and wit. Despite the large audience, Marc keeps a comfort and intimacy about him that makes you relax as if you were meeting him at a party. He is not trying to out-marginalized you or out-hurt you, or out anything you, in fact he’s quite candid about his middle-classness,* and that duality is what makes this show so real and compelling.
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*or middleclassity-just cause I wanted to type it