
Ritchie McDonald from the Chosen Few rides Glen Brown’s stunning Dirty Harry rhythm.
Dark, haunted, portentous singing — a dream-like blend of Barry White and Keith Hudson — over some of the heaviest, most concussive reggae music of all time.
On the flip, Tommy McCook props up the body and kills it again.
Almighty, off-the-scales roots. Completely unmissable.
“Tune into the king of sounds and blues, that you will never refuse, you gots to pick and choose before you lose. On the Pantomine label. Crossroads, Caledonian Place, you know where. Do it to it, Gods Sounds, y’know.”