The reggae survivor's first two Studio One sets, plus rare singles
Burning Spear’s presence in Vanity Fair two years ago may have taken many of its readers by surprise, but not those who’ve followed his four-decade career. Winston Rodney, as Bob Marley knew him, has devoted his oeuvre to Rastafarianism, the fervent nature of his songs denying him mass appeal. A shame, because his beatific timbre and leisurely roots rhythms could incite a heathen to invoke the name of Jah. “Door Peeper”, especially, wouldn’t sound out of place on his zenith, Marcus Garvey. Praise indeed.