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Ten records to start with

Not the ten best, and not the ten rarest. Ten that will teach you the most about how roots and dub work, in an order that makes sense.

A pair of hands resting in a crate of records, packed tight, the paper sleeves worn soft and split at the edges.

Every list like this is somebody’s argument in disguise. The argument here is that you learn this music fastest by hearing how a rhythm gets used, not by collecting classics. So the order matters more than the choices.

Start with the songs

The Abyssinians, Satta Massagana. Begin here because it is beautiful and because the words are doing exactly what the melody is doing. Nothing about it is decorative.

Burning Spear, Marcus Garvey. The clearest example of roots as history writing. Sparse, repetitive, and completely uninterested in charming you.

Culture, Two Sevens Clash. Prophecy as atmosphere. Also, quietly, a very well constructed pop record, which is part of why it travelled so far.

Now hear what a producer does

Junior Murvin, Police and Thieves. A falsetto vocal over one of the most distinctive productions ever committed to tape. Listen to how much space Lee Perry leaves and how thick everything sounds anyway.

Max Romeo, War Ina Babylon. The same room, the same hands, a heavier subject. Play it after the last one and the studio itself becomes audible as a presence.

The Congos, Heart of the Congos. The Black Ark at its most extreme. It sounds underwater and slightly haunted, and it took years to be recognised.

Then take the vocals away

Augustus Pablo, King Tubbys Meets Rockers Uptown. The standard first dub album, and rightly so. Patient, spacious, unmistakable.

Scientist, Rids the World of the Evil Curse of the Vampires. Quicker, funnier and tighter. The best evidence that dub can be playful without being slight.

Finish where it is going

Keith Hudson, Pick a Dub. An early dub album assembled as an album rather than as leftovers, and one of the strangest and best.

Anything on a good UK steppers label, cut in the last five years. The specific record matters less than the point: this is a living form. Buy something made recently, by somebody still working, and let the tradition continue to be funded.


Two rules for listening to all of these. Play them louder than feels sensible, because they were mixed for systems you do not own. And when a version turns up on the B side, do not skip it. That is the other half of the record.

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Twelve dub records, in order

A route through dub itself rather than through reggae: twelve albums in sequence, from the first tentative experiments to the point where the method left Jamaica altogether.

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King Tubbys Meets Rockers Uptown

The record people hand you when you ask what dub is. Fifty years on it is still the right answer, and still stranger than its reputation suggests.

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