Presumably Aston aka Charlie from The Ethiopians, over a stately, meditative rhythm, with bare-bones piano, insistent woodblock, and lovely, floating horns, including a jazzy saxophone solo. Masterfully mixed by King Tubby, like all these stone-classic Yabby You sevens.

Magnificent, super-soulful sufferers for the ages; full of yearning and hurt, and staying power.

Icho Candy & his brother Prince Junior go combination-style on this previously unreleased anti-apartheid missile, using the same sick rhythm as King Kong’s unmissable Agony And Pain.

Lovers Rock utilising Delroy Francis’ tough do-over of the Java rhythm, no less; with Althea & Donna coursing through.

Prime, early-eighties Barrington, expertly fronting chunky Radics on rhythms like The Russians Are Coming and Get In The Groove, in Scientist mixes. No losing with those cards.

The great singer loud and clear over a moody live-digital rhythm, laid down at Aquarius in the mid-eighties.

An LP’s worth of vintage Studio One rhythms (and Coxsone productions), vocals plus dubs, all unavailable elsewhere.

Lovely, mystical, incantatory, roots singing over a deep, knock-off-Rhythm-&-Sound rhythm.

Anti-war deadliness — stripped, direct, heartfelt, with a murderous dub, mixed by Phillip Smart at King Tubbys.

Stalag alert! With Ansel Collins, a killer Big Youth, and King Tubby.

Killer.
Typically masterful, ultra-soulful singing, over a sparkling rhythm. It’s the last gasp of the swinging sixties; geezer is hurt but randy. His missus has scarpered, so the coast is clear for some of this in-ting debauchery he’s been reading about in the papers.
With a trombone-led moonstomp on the flip.
This first hit for Keith Hudson’s new label is a stone-cold re-wind in perpetuity. So play it back, Jack. Hook back on the track with a double attack.