[from Barbados] this venue immediately transports you
to another place with irregular stadium seating, Mai Thai drinks, open-aired
roofing, and the sweet smell of pot – the world of dub, ska, rocksteady and
things reggae-beautiful – I was immediately soothed but was scrunching my brows
once the music started – it was sounding like Lenny Kravitz to me which was not
what I was looking for - UrbanBiker, a far more savvy consumer of the genre,
stated in flat disdain “…this is not reggae… this is a Jamaican
singer/songwriter” – all he needed to say… ‘singer/songwriter’ is the death
knell no matter where you’re from – he islanded it up a little bit as songs
progressed but never approached escape… (Photo courtesy of https://www.flickr.com/photos/angrysong/3396217525/)
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