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See, that drum at the bottom, to the left of the cover, has the colors of the Ethiopian flag. Yellow, red, and green: gold, blood, and earth, but that's not the point. More simply, when I gaze at those three colors, I can't help but associate them with an image, more precisely the image of someone with long hair. However, he was the "King" of the long-haired ones, he was and still is, the one who moved more legs and butts than you could ever imagine. He preached with music, his name was Bob, and he used it as the most suitable instrument to communicate to the whole world a philosophy of life, a vortex of virtues and feelings destined to never die.
When we talk about reggae, Africa and Jamaica are bound by an indissoluble connection. Just reading the name of the band in question already makes you feel the call of the jungle, just listen to the first notes of "Congoman" and you're deep in the forest, shoes and all, you can't even be seen amidst that tangle of plants. Do I seem exaggerated? Actually, I just want to begin praising one of the most beautiful albums in the history of roots music. A little over a dozen people, a vast arsenal of instruments, a unique production: it's 1977 and the masterpiece is born.
At the "Black Art" studios exactly thirty-three years ago, contributing and making the album's sound unique was Lee "Scratch" Perry, an authentic "Guru" of Jamaican music, a not-too-serious orchestra conductor, an innate genius of sound experimentation. Just one listen, a single listen to "Fisherman" and you won't forget that chorus. The lethal falsetto of Cedric Myton combined with an unforgettable base makes it a song where intensity and calmness dominate for all six minutes. I would like to ask where they got the inspiration to write such a beautiful song, but the answer, thinking of Jamaica, would be too obvious. They, anyway, and I’m talking about the Rastas, smoke (in theory) to get closer to their beloved Jah, the same Jah mentioned almost in every song and who watches serenely over our friends' work. The rest of the album, needless to say, is enveloped in an almost mystical atmosphere, where dub merges with the spirit, bass, and percussion run at full throttle, Cedric's voice enhances the magic. Soft and driving rhythms to listen to preferably at not too high a volume: an ideal recommendation to fully enjoy it.
Warnings and precautions for use: the use, especially prolonged use of the product, can result in phenomena of excessive enjoyment for the listener. In such a case, it is necessary to continue listening and start appropriate therapy.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Fisherman (05:18)
Row fisherman row
keep on rowing your boat
lots of hungry belly pickney they a shore, millions of them
living in a bumbo hut
in a little hole sea-port town
three kids on the floor
and another one to come make four
day by day i man step it
along the sea shore
hail brother John, have you got any wenchman
yes brother Peter, wenchman, sprat and mackaba
row fisherman row keep on rowing your boat
brotherman brotherman
row fisherman row
we've got to reach on higher grounds
Simon, Peter, James and John come a shore
to feed the hungry belly ones
so, row fisherman row
keep on rowing your boat
lots of hungry belly pickney they a-shore, millions of them
Quaju Peg the collie-man
sell the best collie in sea port town
Quaju Peg the collie man
ha the best collie weed in town
row fisherman row
keep on rowing your boat
we've got to reach on higher grounds
rain is falling
we've got to reach on higher grounds
04 Children Crying (04:16)
Jah-Jah!
The children crying in the wilderness, that's right.
Jah-Jah!
The children crying in the wilderness.
Send us a prophet, to warn the nation.
All the children in this creation,
All the people that you see
Will be the children of the Most High.
Jah-Jah!
All the people that you see
Will be the children of the Most High.
Jah Rastafari! And I. Jah Rastafari!
Jah-Jah-Jah.
Send us another Moses, to lead the nation.
The hungry must be fed, so there'll be no more sufferation.
All the people that you see
Will be the children of the Most High.
Jah-Jah.
All the people that you see
Will be the children of the Most High.
Jah-Jah!
The children crying in the wilderness.
Jah-Jah!
The children crying in the wilderness.
Jah-Jah
Send us another Moses, to lead the nation.
The hungry must be fed, so there'll be no more sufferation.
All the people that you see
Will be the children of the Most High.
Jah-Jah!
The children crying in the wilderness.
Jah-Jah!
The children crying in the wilderness...
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