Her debut, with Jolene — finally on vinyl.

Tough, ringing digi, with a sick bass-line entirely lost on computers.

With a Nitty Gritty dubplate do-over of Trial And Crosses.

Thumping soundboy frightener from 1987, with nice Eastern flourishes.

‘Yes we nice, yes we nice… Hold them, music, hold them, yes, we control them… no we nah go let them stray.’ Dancehall manners — on the rhythm Delgado used for Rasta People — as clinically murderous as all-time EJ hits for Jammys like Rock Them One By One and Turn Up The Heat.

Fine singing and oud-playing, with zither and violin, and the percussion which characterises the hejaz style — nasgar and naqrazan, darbuka and tar, both held at the same time in the left hand, struck by the right.

The out-of-this world, near-extinct tones and effects of copper plate, balanced on either thumb, with left-hand fingers playing ornamentally, the melody with the right, as accompaniment to singing in the Sanaan style, setting courtly poetry in classical Arabic.

Live in August 2004.

Hats off to the Oslo lot, back with such fascinating, dauntless, new-broom musicality after the departure of their drummer — the trio grappling beatlessly, intently with Hammonds, in the deep space charted by Ra.

First time out for this recent do-over of Yabby You’s mighty King Pharaoh’s Plague — with dub.

Stalag… and The Carpenters’ Top Of The World.

A hollowed-out, minor-chord rhythm… SB bubbling moodily about ‘if you’re having a problem and you don’t know to solve them, down the road there is a party’... a stripped, brilliant dub.
Classic Jammys from 1987.