Rudie will recognise Bobby Sarkie from The Tartans and The Immortals (not to mention his solo roots killer Better World). His singing here is expertly reined in by desolation, numbness and regret, over a hollowed-out, mesmeric rhythm, with some nasty synth-work and nonchalantly brilliant effects on the drums. The vocal cut is more than a minute longer than the version which opens the Jah Son Invasion album with such a flourish; and the mix is different, with more prominent keys, and toned-down bass. It’s previously unreleased, like the dub.
The B-side is booby-trapped with sensational instrumental excursions on Junior Delahaye’s Working Hard For The Rent Man and Jackie Mittoo’s almighty Drum Song, which conclude the same original tape-reel as Over And Over. Rent Rebate features masterful, boppish soprano saxophone-playing by Roland Alphonso, and restrained guitar interjections by Barry Vincent, with a Spanish tang. The superb hand-drumming on Mount Zion is by Ras Menelik; and it’s Mittoo himself on organ (or just maybe Clive Hunt, Wackies can’t quite remember).

Fine roots from 1986, with a dose of Burning Spear in the singing. Produced by the Blackheart Man, favoured by Shaka.

Late-eighties Callo Collins production of the Youth Promotion cohort.

Aka Olive Grant — the same Senya who broke through at Randys in 1974 with Oh Jah Come and Children Of The Ghetto — with The Wailers backing.

The Don in full flight over late-nineties Bunny Gemini. Plus a Yami Bolo, and both dubs.

Gospelised roots, produced by Delroy Collins in the late 1990s, with mixes by the Disciples.

Excellent mid-seventies roots by this singer from Jack Ruby’s Hi Fi.

Scientist, Roots Radics.

Upful, infectious, buzzing dancehall vibes, flirtatiously mashing in lines from Sunfire’s boogie classic Young, Free & Single, over the same murderously bumping digi rhythm as Frankie Wilmott’s I Won’t Give Up.

Jubilant, party-hearty deejay cut to a thumping, body-rocking Jah Life do-over of the almighty Love Without Feeling rhythm. Sister Carol smashes it out of the dancehall and into the trees. The dub is knockout, too: raw drum & bass, in your face.
‘Mi have di potential an mi have di credential… in a dance hall, concert an’ rehearsal… mi will mash it, as per usual.’

All-time-classic Stalag excursion.