Occasionally, you get artists who seem to be incapable of recording a crap track, who manage to soundtrack key moments of your life in a way that a million others can't. I was first scorched by the "Two Sevens Clash" LP when I was 16, constantly strapped for cash and desperate to escape Luton - even now, I still reckon few roots reggae classics come close to the emotions and sonic textures of this beautifully defiant track. Along with Prince Far-I's "Under Heavy Manners" I'd rate it as the best roots reggae album ever. I once gave away the "Forward to Africa" 12" ('81) to someone purely because they fell in love with his voice and I thought it'd be better shared around than hoarded. RIP.