Ace early Tubbys digi — stripped and moody — with fine, amusing vocals.

Great album this; recommended with infernal heat. Beautiful close-harmony singing, killer tunes, tough rhythms, engaging songs. Junjo at Maxfield Avenue, with the Roots Radics. Heavy and luminous from start to finish.

Late-eighties Jammys digital roots — with Steelie & Clevie at the controls — following up the classic Hell A Go Pop set. The hits were Running Back To Me and Distant Lover.

Ace, lonesome digi from 1988, indebted to Tenor Saw, with Johnny Osbourne’s Can’t Buy Love submerged in its DNA. Crisp, driving dub.
Surely ‘Culture P’ would have been a better idea.

Ace, driving digi from 1989. Classic JA vocal-trio singing by Dervin Dawes and spars, with expert backing by the Firehouse Crew, full throttle at Music Works.
Still tears the place up.

Dark, hypnotic, tripping nyabinghi from 1974.
Led by Ras Michael over four extended excursions, the music is organic, sublime and expansive, grounation-drums and bass heavy (with no rhythm guitar, rather Willie Lindo brilliantly improvising a kind of dazed, harmolodic blues).
Lloyd Charmers and Federal engineer George Raymond stayed up all night after the session, to mix the recording, opening out the enraptured mood into echoing space, adding sparse, startling effects to the keyboards.
At no cost to its deep spirituality, this is the closest reggae comes to psychedelia.

The 1969 High Note LP, on the cusp between rocksteady and reggae. Three of the former, with backing by Lynn Taitt & The Jets; nine of the new thing, featuring Sonia Pottinger’s in-house Soul Rhythms band. A great lineup of singers includes Delano Stewart, Ken Boothe and Delroy Wilson.

Reggaefied electro funk from 1986, riding the reverberations of Planet Rock.
Beatbox, synth, trumpet, and nursery-rhyme MC.

Funkin’ for New York (JA).
Betty Boop and a Alleyoop was jumping up and down… This feelin’s funk, that’s what it is, let it get into you, Jamaica funk, that’s what it is… Take it to the cosmo.