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 collection. 

Of course he knows...

Everybody does! 

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 Classic!

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. 

On average. 

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 from.

Roots and Culture, sir. Another earthquake to mash down Babylon seriously. 

Fire Bun!