Scientist – Rids the World of the Evil Curse of the Vampires (1981)



Scientist – Rids the World of the Evil Curse of the Vampires
dedicated to the sleepless and those who should have known better

The world is full of vampires who will suck you dry. They are fond of lies and conceit, and making you feel special — it is all cool calculation and manipulation, because they are drawn to the warmth of your blood. These beings have no conscience or sense of ethics as you and I who walk in daylight might recognize them. They do not need such scruples held dear by mortals because they live by another code, the code of the undead. Wake up now lest you believe in farflung romantic mythos of gothic glamour — They are the ultimate narcissists, only concerned with themselves, and rationalizing their behavior through complex, arcane dissimulation whereby they are never culpable for their actions or the effects they have on others. The other day we had some righteous roots riddims with which to chant down Babylon and yell “Get behind me, Satan!” but I discovered the exorcism was not complete. The vampires still walk the streets of this town, or dwell in walk-up apartments, hovering like vultures. They dress like students, they dress like housewives, or in a suit and tie. I tried to warn a lovely charming lass, but what I did not know is that she WAS one of the vampires. The thing about vampires, is once you have identified them as such, they turn on you. They will not harbor any who have penetrated the secret of their shallow superficiality. They thrive off the warmth of your blood because, in fact, they have no heart.

They will turn the hope within you into hate and bitterness, if you are not careful. It is better to realize that vampires are sustained by our imaginations, by the power we give to them to influence our lives. At the root, they are nothing. Once you realize this truth in your heart, they cease to exist for you and return to the shadows to be summoned by another who is not vigilant. They prey on the lonely and the vulnerable. Warn your friends, if you care for them at all.

Note: If you sleep with a vampire, male or female, you should really go get a blood test. They are known to be profligate and, usually, dishonest in their liaisons. Do not beat yourself up too badly, we all slip up sometime.

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Linval Thompson – Rocking Vibration (1978)

I personally lead a drug-free life these days (except for the meds that keep me from hearing voices), but that does not stop me from appreciating the amazing music brought to us by the guy who recorded “I Love Marijuana.” At the moment I live in a world of vampires and infidels, and to ward them off I try to always adorn myself with garlic and also crank the righteous roots reggae. It is good to chant down Babylon with this album, with Sly and Robbie laying the foundation. Note that Makasound changed the running order of the original album.

“I’m going to get myself together, just like the angel above the sky, just like the twelve disciples of Jerusalem, I’m going to get myself together because I’m gonna move it on, I’m gonna groove it on, so groove with me my brothers, groove with me my sisters..”

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Linval Thompson – Rocking Vibration (1978)
320 kbs – baixar aqui!

1 Never Push Your Brother
2 Freedom Fighters
3 Rocking Vibration
4 More Power
5 I Got to Have You
6 No Confusion
7 Black Woman
8 Rasta Children
9 Dangerous Position
10 No More Problems
11 Jah Jah a Do It
12 Super Star
13 Just Another Girl
14 Mr Bossman
15 Dont Pust Me Around
16 Give Thanks and Praises
17 Natty Pressure Them

All tracks recorded between 1975 & 1979
Studio : Channel One, Black Ark, King Tubby’s
Engineers : Scientist, Lee Perry, King Tubby, Brad Osborne, Douglas Levy.
Musicians : Robbie Shakespear, Lloyd byks, Aston “Familyman” Barret, Sly Dunbar, Carlton “Santa” Davis, Leroy “Horsemouth” Wallace, Earl “Chinna” Smith, Tony Chin, Ossie, Ansel Collins, Skully …

Review by Rick Anderson

Over the past several years, the French Makasound label has been unearthing an impressive amount of obscure but top-quality roots reggae from the 1970s. This particular collection draws on the work of singer, songwriter, and producer Linval Thompson between 1977 and 1979; the songs compiled here were all recorded at Channel One and mixed at King Tubby’s studio — with the exception of the album’s real find, a previously unreleased song titled “Natty Pressure Them,” which Thompson recorded at the Black Ark studio with Lee “Scratch” Perry. Frankly, that song is of more historical than musical interest; it’s not bad, but not terribly exciting either, with unusually restrained and almost lackluster production from Perry. But several other tracks shine quite brightly: “Black Woman” is a fine piece of vintage lovers rock, and “Rasta Children” finds Thompson working in a solid rockers vein. He does a creditable job on the Ken Boothe classic “Just Another Girl,” and his one-drop sufferer’s anthem, “More Power,” is also impressive. A couple of tracks (notably “Jah Jah a Do It”) suffer from poor sound quality, but overall this is a welcome contribution to a solid catalog of lovingly prepared compilations from reggae’s golden period. Recommended.

Linton Kwesi Johnson – LKJ , A Capella Live (1996)

I wasn’t sure if I should share this here without first sharing some of LKJ’s musical records first. But I decided it’s worth it. For one, this record is a bit harder to find than his landmark late 70s dub/reggae albums. But also because in many ways it makes a perfect introduction to his work, since he began his career as a published poet rather than a recording artist. For anyone interested in reggae, Caribbean cultural history, in poetry – Linton is a crucial figure. His literary output recently gained him recognition as one of the only living writers to be considered a ‘Twentieth Century master’ or something like that by Penguin Books, in a recent collection. I saw LKJ speak last year and left hoping that these accolades, however hard-earned, would not change him. It seemed he felt compelled to give a more academic presentation along the lines of a lecture on the poetics of Jamaican dub toasters, and only read a few of his own poems. This was a shame, as hearing him read his own work is infinitely more powerful than hearing him situate it intellectually in some kind of canon. In that spirit, I share this record. If you don’t get it after hearing this, you probably never will, no matter how many intellectual gymnastics you do.

Linton Kwesi Johnson – LKJ A capella Live (1996) – HERE!

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