Proof that not all reggae has to sound exactly the same as itself, this works in funk touches, psychedelic rock gestures, and dashes of actual excitement, especially on the brilliant title track. And for my money, philistine that I am, I'd take Toots's raspy cry over Marley's moan anyday.
Still, it's reggae, so there's about zero changes in beat, tempo, or dynamics on the entire album (other than on that title track). There's nothing here that dares snap you out of the long moment, so get yourself in the right state of mind 3/5
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