Victoria Day Vinyl (Part 2)

Moving onto the second album this evening, something that HRH found at the Record Archive in Rochester, NY thanks to Uncle Lance and Auntie Amy‘s generous belated birthday gift, the ‘Equal Rights‘  album by Peter Tosh.


Because, hey, what’s a holiday without a little reggae?

This was to be the album (released in 1977) that propelled Tosh to the top of the reggae world – the rival to onetime fellow Wailer Bob Marley.  Time has shown that this lofty aspiration was not borne out, but ‘Equal Rights‘  remains among the handful of best, and most influential, reggae albums ever recorded.  Essentially, this is the album that introduced the world to Tosh’s interests in mysticism and the wonders of his personal growth as a prophet, poet, preacher and world-class musical trailblazer.

Not a bad purchase for a 12-year-old, right?

Tosh was always the most militant of the original Wailers and this album reflects that outlook. Whether it is preaching about the unity of the African diaspora (‘African‘), protesting conditions in South Africa (‘Apartheid‘), or giving a more general call to arms (‘Get Up, Stand Up‘), this is a political album.

Not that HRH  sees any of this mind you, or cares for that matter, as she just digs her funky reggae beat.

The other catchy tunes that I really dig is ‘Stepping Razor‘ (the ultimate rude boy, proto-punk tune) where Tosh’s singing is angry and forceful and the music is intricate and distinctive. On this track you can see why people thought that Tosh could become a transcendent international star.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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