Unmissable, mid-seventies, undercover Viceroys, plus three deadly versions.
A swingeing Niney-style rhythm; superb, swirling dub. King Tubby’s way with the vocal is unforgettable.
It’s a must.

Long-gone, under-the-radar garage bomb from quartermaster Daphni.

A re-rub of classic Digital Mystikz to celebrate Ancient Monarchy’s fifth release already, laced with oblique, Autechre-style melodiousness, and bass-bin armageddon. Next up, Sweet Sixteen is psychedelic techno-not-techno for early-morning dancefloors, complete with a sleazy EBM/New Beat dub by DJ October.

Superb roots, tough dub. A dilly from Tilly. Larry nuh tarry.

Two brilliant contemporary roots productions birthing Out On The Floor’s new imprint. Here, Tuff Rock aka East Londoner Mikey Roots masterminds a raw, luminous cut of Keith Goode’s Jah Jah Deliver Us.

Stalag excursion.

Tremendous, transformative interpretation of the Bassies at Studio One — mournful, trenchant, rocking, heavy, dubwise… bad.

Moody, heavy lovers, detourned by FW’s full-throated falsetto. Ace.

Rough! Same rhythm as Frankie Paul’s Leave It To Me. Moody, inimitable, brilliant Jammys, with inspirational singing by the great CC.

Horatian worries on the wicked E20 rhythm.

Irresistible version of the Isley Brothers.
Vin Gordon kicks it through the swinging doors and down the street, on the flip.
Apparently the Brothers were fed up with Berry Gordy pushing them around… but it’s timeless, universal advice: ‘Sock it to your neighbour / Sock it to your mother / It’s your thing / Do what you want to do.’

Off-the-wall James Brown runnings, coming apart at the seams in Antananarivo, Madagascar, in 1967.

Young bros Glen, Dalton, Noel, Cleveland and Danny, irresistibly doing over MJ for Geoffrey Chung. ‘She makes my motor purr.’

Soon after leaving JA for the US in 1978, Max conducted this moody survey of 8th Avenue, Manhattan.
With the same measures of disgust, funk and soul as Melt Away.
Don’t miss the organ instrumental on the flip, originally entitled Sin City. Jackie Mittoo in his own time and space.

Tougher-than-tough instrumental by the Links house-band, featuring Joe White and Ken Boothe on keys, and killer guitar and trombone by Harris Seaton and Derrick Hinds. Same circle of heaven as tunes like Sidewalk Doctor and Tight Spot. Something new, ushering rocksteady out the door, into the past.

The African Brothers in full effect. Barry Brown does anthemic justice to this killer song, written by Tony Tuff; produced by Sugar Minott. The reasoning is bang on the money, over a lovely rhythm. The deadly dub is by Scientist, at Tubby’s. It’s a must.

Clement ‘Minkie’ Moore at Harry J’s in 1980, revisiting the tough Wickedness rhythm — also favoured by Yabby You and Alric Forbes — this time to sing. Babs Gonzales died in 1980 but his genius flourishes in the insouciant exchange between a scatting, I-Do-My-Thing Minkie and some fat, newly-added trombone.