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From Dub Syndicate Don, Another Brick in Diwali

Adrian Sherwood
Never Trust a Hippy
Realworld

The seemingly proto-industrial knocking giving away to breakdance-on-the-moon green-cheese electrobeats in the spare cut featuring the eternally dubbing Muswell Hillbilly's teenage daughter (not to mention words about exhausting physical resources as even small nations build up atomic arms) comes from Diwali doctor Lenky, whose blips likewise poke out of the airily ax-percussed "Hari Up Hari." Sly and Robbie assist on a cricket-noise-haunted field-holler blues and a seesawing chamber-bop thing. "Majestic 12" has space-cowboy yodels, "No Dog Jazz" has a barefoot nyabinghi chant going "I saw mari-jua-no," "Dead Man Smoking" has jazzy dogs, "X-Planation" gets rubbery in the bush of ghosts, the qawwali remix booms for eight minutes, the most collaged track is also the most metaled and most rapped. Adrian's been doing this for decades now. This is his first solo album.

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Adrian Sherwood
Never Trust a Hippy
Realworld

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