It starts with a beat born of the heart that moves forward the feet and the soul, one that traces its roots back to the dawn of humans on this planet, to the continent of Africa. Along the way, it travels to the ghetto of Jamaica where it finds its three kings; Marley, Tosh, and Wailer. It’s carried back across the oceans to Europe and Asia. To the islands of the Caribbean and the Pacific. To the streets of London and New York. Los Angeles and Paris. Tokyo and Berlin. And, of course, back home to Africa.
Its fire burns for decades until the world takes two of the brightest flames. Time and circumstance may have robbed this reggae riddim of its revolutionaries, its most prominent voices, and yet, its heart still beats. It still moves forward the feet and the soul. It survives.
And now, it has been entrusted to these musicians- The Original Wailers, whose latest album, Miracle, delivers on a roots reggae promise that harkens back to the golden era of the...
