Not up on my reality TV, so I don’t know which one this is from, but good for a laugh. Hoydie-toydie people are in and of themselves, ridiculously ridiculous. Kanye and Kim had their baby, that was the opening headline on Yahoo the other day. Not NSA, protests in Turkey/Brazil or anything substantial. It makes me think that whatever calamity befalls the human race is totally deserved, but I just wish it was more selective, like stupidity being painful. Was it the French revolution where they killed off all the royalty and their supporters, a ruling class genocide? About time for some more of that. The masses of sheep-like followers are more harmful than any spree shooter, tornado, earthquake or tsunami. Not just useless, a detriment, a blight.
Sorta posted this about 5 and a half years ago, HERE, but this time around I have the vinyl and the version of the title track is different. As I said in that post, I had borrowed a tape from from this lady and never gave it back. During my heavy drinking days I was dating (really, just having sex) her and the ony thing I remember is that she had big boobs. That was the only reason I liked her, very superficial during that time, actually I was a big time scum bag. I only stopped seeing her to be with another lady that I had seduced away from her husband, who was a friend of mine. Big time scum bag. The friends that I had at that time (really, just people I got drunk with every night), disowned me at that point. All good though, because I was spiraling out of control, poisoning myself with the bottle and I really didn’t care about anyone anyway. Sorry people, you just can’t compete with the bottle. About the only thing good that came out of this period, was Mikey Dread’s “Heavy-weight Style”…seriously. Listening to it doesn’t remind me of any of that bullshit, but it is like this tiny bit of treasure, a keepsake, a symbol of survival. I had been searching for this 10” single from 1983, for some time, and just recently it popped up on ebay, for a decent price. Most of the people that come here probably aren’t into the reggae/ska thing, but this is some of the best. What really gives the title track it’s character, is Mikey Dread’s unique voice and some really soulful trombone work (the trombone is such a soulful instrument on it’s own, like the cello). Of the two other tunes, I like the dub version better, but neither one of those compares to “Heavy-Weight Style”…no doubt about that. Give it a spin.
Heavy-Weight Style
Rub-A-Dub
Rub-A-Dub-Dub
No prompting on this review, just sort of stumbled across the music and in my blown-away-ed-ness, I felt compelled to make mention of this fine piece of work. Others have had their say on this opus, including the likes of 
