Being born albino in the Jamaica of 1956 meant that Winston Foster faced massive social stigma for much of his early life. Still, he took it in stride, rising to become one of the nascent dancehall movement's biggest deejays (reggae MCs) and, perhaps more surprisingly, a sex symbol. It all makes sense when you consider his other distinguishing characteristic: a lascivious rhyming style known as “slackness.” It was fresh, lewd and exactly what people wanted to hear. Here, with top-a-top producer Henry “Junjo” Lawes, King Yellow delivers his strongest album. It's packed with wicked instrumentals from the Roots Radics and the Hi-Matic Band, not to mention duets with long-time partner Fathead. The title cut is voiced on the legendary Mad Mad/Diseases riddim and “Yellowman Wise” delivers a lightheartedly boastful version of a much-loved roots classic. Best moment: “Take Me to Jamaica,” a bawdy knockabout track with as many laughs as lyrical thrills.
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By Andy Beta on 04.22.11 in Reviews
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