albums are in too many personal top ten
lists to be ignored. They're called cult
classics and this is a school example of
such a record.
To proof me right, just ask any serious
Reggae Collector who The Best Dressed
Chicken in Town is. He will most likely
smile and pull him out of his record
Of course he knows...
The Best Dressed Chicken In Town is a
Jamaican sufferer wearing the sufferer's
clothing. Dr Alimantado, pleased to meet
you. Everybody knows who shot the
barber, and everyone knows the Doctor too.
Now when you listen to the tunes on the
record, it becomes clear why the album is a cult
classic, or as I would rather put it: Culture
All of them contain the special voice of
the Doctor chanting his style on top of the
riddims. A style that holds a position
somewhere between singing and toasting.
Because he also sings and toasts without
mixing the two vocal styles into his own
personal sound. And, I must be honest, when
Dr Alimantado sings it's not just the weak
hearts who run away.
But on Best Dressed Chicken, you can hear
Doctor Alimantado at his best. Whether he
toasts, sings, or does what he does best:
combining the two.
The record contains nothing but tight and
deep Roots. Some tracks are mixed heavily in
Dub style, others are left to themselves.
Many tunes start with Dr. Alimantado
chanting some words Jingle Style.
"What The Time You Have The Dread?
Twelve O Clock Natty!"
When you hear tunes like "Gimme My
Gun", "I Killed The Barber"
and "Poison Flour", you simply
want to hear them over and over again.
And every time, the stereo goes louder.
And louder. And deeper.
Until the Pole Ice and the Weather Men
enter the scene to find out where that
Earthquake, Lightning and Thunder comes
Roots and Culture, sir. Another
earthquake to mash down Babylon seriously.