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BEAUTIFUL JAMAICA

The Most Beautiful Island in the Caribbean

Jamaica, a Caribbean island nation with a lush topography of mountains, rainforests and reef-lined beaches. Many of its world class resorts are clustered on the vibrant north coast, with its British colonial architecture, Goldeneye – home of Ian Fleming 007, Firefly home of Noel Coward and Negril, renowned for its diving and snorkelling.  Jamaica is birthplace of Reggae, and Bob Marley.

Girl with mobile phone at Strawberry Hill – Jamaica
Though the original Georgian house on Strawberry Hill was destroyed in the hurricane of 1988, the new building maintains a traditional feel. Strawberry Hill, the resort, was created by Chris Blackwell as a salon for friends like Bob Marley and the Rolling Stones.

 

Royal Palm Villa at Goldeneye – Jamaica
Goldeneye was the name given by Ian Fleming to his estate in Oracabessa, Jamaica. He purchased the land next door to Golden Clouds estate and built his house on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a private beach. The original house was a modest structure consisting of three bedrooms and a swimming pool. Fleming’s coterie of friends who visited him at Goldeneye included actors, musicians and filmmakers. Today it is a very special luxury hotel that still entertains celebrities with its pristine beaches and eclectic lifestyle.
Fleming Beach at Goldeneye – Ian Flemings home – 1976
The relaxed beauty of the natural island landscape accented by vividly designed cottages is the defining visual aesthetic of Jakes. The resort’s winding beachfront property features a mosaic tiled sea-water swimming pool, paved pathways between rooms and to and from the beach, and shady, low-slung palm, ackee, almond, coconut and guinep trees that are complimented by aloe vera plants, pine cactus, desert rose and bougainvillea.
Floyd’s Pelican Bar – off shore bar and leisure centre – Treasure Beach Jamaica
Poised on the limestone cliffs of Negril’s scenic West End in Jamaica, The Caves capture the essence of a seductive ocean front sanctuary.
Romantic Seaview – The Caves – Negril Jamaica

Noël Coward’s mountaintop Jamaican home and burial site was originally owned by the infamous pirate and one-time governor of Jamaica, Sir Henry Morgan (1635-1688). Named for the luminous insects seen in the warm evenings, Firefly estate has entertained a wide range of luminaries from the political and entertainment worlds, including both the Queen Mother and Queen Elizabeth II, Sir Winston Churchill, Sir Laurence Olivier, Sophia Loren, Elizabeth Taylor, Sir Alec Guinness, Peter O’Toole, Richard Burton, and neighbours Errol Flynn, Ruth Bryan Owen and Ian Fleming.

Firefly Jamaica – Noel Coward’s record player
Jamaica boasts an array of indigenous plants and wildlife which are considered to be among its most prized natural treasures. This biodiversity is supported by the island’s tropical climate which averages a year round temperature of 85 degrees. The diverse landscape of forests, rivers and marshlands also contribute to the island’s rich ecosystem.
Exotic Jamaican Garden – Goldeneye
Jamaica is much more than Reggae, Parties, Sex, Dancehall, Clubs, Rum and Urban Kingston. It is also by far one of the most beautiful countries on the planet. Outside the confines of the all inclusive hotels, Jamaica is a vacation paradise like no other. These galleries are for anyone thinking about a holiday in Jamaica . It is also for anyone who can’t go to Jamaica but wishes they could.
Frenchmans Cove Beach – Port Antonio Jamaica

REGGAEXPLOSION

Jamaican music has had a thoroughly disproportionate effect on the rest of the world – an astonishing achievement for a tiny Caribbean island which has a population of just three million people. Spearheaded by the popularity of reggae and the figurehead of Bob Marley, its reverberating rhythms have found a resonance with a diverse international audience. This newly updated edition of Reggae Explosion charts the course of this extraordinary cultural revolution.

From the earliest emergence in the 1950s of the fiercely competitive sound systems fighting sonic battles in downtown Kingston the story of Jamaican music is traced through ska, the birth of reggae, dub, roots reggae and the impact of Bob Marley to the new, harder-edged developments that have emerged in the last twenty years, including dancehall, ragga and jungle.

Unpublished transcripts of interviews with key figures like Lee ‘Scratch” Perry and Prince Buster introduce the authentic voices of reggae history to Reggae Explosion – which blends deeply researched facts and rare images to create not only a sense of the pulse of the music, but also the contrasts of poverty, humour, desperation and joie de vivre that typify both the island of Jamaica and its music.

Chris Salewicz and Adrian Boot have republished Reggae Explosion as an e-book. It is available for the Amazon Kindle Worldwide and soon will be available for the Ipad and other e-book readers, Click here to view the book on amazon.com or here for amazon.co.uk

Peter Tosh - Bob Marley - Lee Scratch perry
Peter Tosh – Bob Marley – Lee Scratch perry

ReggaeXplosion started life in the summer of 2000 as a heated argument.  Should the project be called ReggaeXplosion or more accurately Reggae Explosion. ReggaeXplosion ( all one word ) won the day, but it didn’t last .. by the time the USA version of the book was published the name reverted to Reggae Explosion. The project was to be a book and an exhibition. On Friday 29th September 2001  ReggaeXplosion opened with with a launch party down in the brick passages and catacombs under The Roundhouse – Camden.  All of London seemed to be there and one could imagine their numbers expanded by hippies still vainly trying to find their way out of the labyrinth since back in the Sixties. The visuals are set up on the raw brick passages which radiate like spokes from the building’s central space or, a welcome touch for contributors to this site, on panels of zinc fence and corrugated iron. Rootical rub a dub sounds were provided by the Mighty Tip-A-Tone Hi-Fi to a crowd well lubricated with free Appleton Gold rum punch and Carib beer. Among the heaving mass of thirsty reggae fans jostling at the bar were spotted Mark Lamarr the radio DJ, members of Aswad, Tricky the DJ and Massive Attack associate, Gaz Mayall of Gaz’ Rockin’ Blues and all the usual reggae suspects.

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This was a major reggae event and a model of how to present reggae to a larger audience. What comes across strongly is the range and diversity of the reggae experience and how much has been accomplished in fifty years by one small island. A ’50 years of cultural firestorm’.

Explore some of the photo archives used to compile Reggae Explosion …

ROOTS ROCK REGGAE : The artists, stars and heroes that have all help turn Reggae into a global phenomena. REGGAE DANCEHALL : Jamaican dancehall artists, music, slackness and fashion. REGGAE PRODUCERS AND POETS : Radicals, Revolutionaries and Innovators including Lee Scratch Perry. THE BOB MARLEY STORY : Bob Marley, Peter Tosh, Bunny Wailer, and the Marley family. REGGAE VIBES : Jamaican Art, Record Labels, DJ’s, Trenchtown, Sound Systems, Studios, Locations and Notting Hill Carnival. SKA AND EARLY YEARS : Reggae Pioneers. JAMAICA : Urban Jamaica, Beautiful Jamaica.

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BABYLON ON A THIN WIRE

BABYLON ON A THIN WIRE  “Once upon a time in Jamaica”

Following is an excerpt by Michael Thomas from Babylon on a Thin Wire. The classic book by Michael Thomas and Adrian Boot will be available in a new and updated edition exclusively through Rough Trade in the UK from September 2017. This new hardback edition has text in English with a French translation.

Rough Trade East have a limited number of signed editions and a mini exhibition at Rough Trade –  Old Truman Brewery, 91 Brick Lane, London E1 6QL

Bob Marley with Micheal Manley and Eddie Seaga at Peace Concert 1978

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Flick it!  Excuse me?  FLICK IT!  This is a bit rich.  I’m standing stripped to my sox with my dick in my hand in an empty cell behind one of those doors you see at the airport, says NO ENTRY, and this little battyboy wants me to play with myself.  How lucky can you get?  I’ve run into the only gay cop in Jamaica.  Country half the size of Wales, popn the size of Wolverhampton, where sodomy is not just against the law, not just a criminal offence, it’s a slur on the manly honor of a proud and virile nation, the world’s most over-publicised queer-bashing fag-phobic pillow-biter-hating poofter-averse society west of Turkey and Tehran – there’s always one, and I’m looking at him and he’s looking at me and he’s smirking.  Flick it.  He knows I’m gonna do it, I have no choice, he is THE LAW.  There have been some changes made in Jamaica since this book first came out, but some traditions die hard, ie we both know this little turd-burglar’s got my nuts in a vice, he can at a moment of his choosing pinch a couple g’s from his pocket and tell the judge he found it up my ass…

Jukebox at First and Last Bar Port Antonio 1972
Jukebox at First and Last Bar Port Antonio 1972

May 2010, thirty years after The Harder They Come, Dudus is on the run.  Kingston’s locked down, I’m getting desperate emails from Michelle she’s too scared to leave the house, it’s a massacre out there, they’re shooting people on sight as the police took on the Shower Posse and war broke out on the streets of Tivoli Gardens.  They call ‘em the Shower Posse because that’s the way they shoot at you.  72 people died before they got him in the end, it was the biggest manhunt on the island since Jimmy Cliff died shooting back on Lime Key in The Harder They Come and that was a movie.  Christopher Coke, the dude they call Dudus, is a prominent local businessman with friends in high places on backslapping terms with the leadership of the JLP, the Prime Minister himself is the MP for Tivoli Gardens and that’s Dudus’s garrison, the Shower Posse are his brethren, the Feds reckon he’s shifted more coke into the USA in the last few years than BP pumps guava jelly.  The cops wanted to headlock Dudus before the Americans got him and extradited him and he starts naming names ..

Gun Court Jamaica's place of Indefinite Detention - Kingston Jamaica 1973
Gun Court Jamaica’s place of Indefinite Detention – Kingston Jamaica 1973

Flick it for Sullivan, nuh.  Whuh? He’s taking the piss. He’s pushing my APPREHENDABILITY to the max.  Sullivan sticks his head round the door, but he’s not interested, he averts his gaze, he has to put up with this little weasel day in and day out:  Sullivan’s interested in my Timberlands.  He’s thinking about trying them on for size.  He doesn’t say anything, he just boulders his shoulders and bunches his brows and flares his nostrils and he looks at me like a gorilla looks at a gnat and he whispers:  SSSTRONNNG BOOTSSS.

I’m not in the mood for this.  I need sleep.  It’s been a long week, we’ve been rimmin it all over the island in Flugie’s bus, I miss this flight there’s not another one till Wednesday.  I’m here to move the ball, I have friends in high places too, I’m practically a guest of the government.  But the urine test never lies.  Five minutes ago, I’m checking in at Virgin in Montego Bay and this gringo pulls me out of the line and searches my bag.  He’s just going thru the motions, it’s too hot, he’s homesick, his hopes fade fast, but the girl cop’s not giving up, she’s burrowing like a badger in my laundry, chucking stuff over her shoulder, she’s sniffing my spoor, she’s on fire –  You sure about this?  I FEEEL IT! –

The man from the Yard gives my passport back, I check in etc, but it’s a trap. Gilbert and Sullivan are waiting for me airside. Now he has proof: my urine test is telling him my blood reeks of ganja, and the urine test is EVI-DENCE! FOOL PROOF! FI-NAL!  Frankly, I’m not amazed.  I’d be stunned if it came up anything different. Where do we go from here?  Sullivan did the driving.  We got to the Mobay District Hospital and this is the kind of little everyday setback you have to take in your stride in Jamaica:  the X-Ray’s broke.  Heh heh.  Flick it yourself, Gilbert!  Times like this, you dial up an Indian.  Dr Mukherjee shows up, and a five year old girl in the ghetto could’ve told you this:  the X-Ray’s not plugged in.  I hate to wipe the smirk off your face:  X-Ray comes up empty.  There are no johnnies full of dandruff in my belly ..

Police check out Tuff Gong - ~Bob prevents them talking to the gang Leaders who arrived for a press conference
Police check out Tuff Gong – Bob prevents them talking to the gang Leaders who arrived for a press conference

I walked into a profile.  Who knew?  The Virgin girls on the plane tell me Dudus and the boys got fed up with all their silly babymothers getting busted at Heathrow, these days they look for panache, they employ louche war-weary silver-haired vets of a certain vintage as the mules de jour.  Dudus didn’t fight the extradition, he knew better than that:  he didn’t want to die in a fire in a cell in the lockup in Spanish Town like his father did so the Feds got their man.  What everybody’s talking about now, what’s keeping the friends and family of the leadership of the JLP awake at night is this:  will he spill the beans?  What’s the fucking package!

The politicisation of crime and the criminalisation of politics goes back a long way, to the Manley years.  This book came out back then, when I was opening the batting at Rolling Stone and we put Bob Marley on the front page, it’s the story of the Manley years, when the guns came to town and Johnny Too Bad took over the house – and at the same time wherever you went on the planet it didn’t matter, you could be rotting in a hammock on the West Coast of Guadalcanal or knee-deep in neon in a karaoke bar in Tokyo, somebody was singing along to No Woman No Cry.  Things have changed, Michael Manley died in his bed a few years ago, New Kingston’s globalized, there are Russian hookers in the clubs on Beeston Street, there’s a KFC in every stripmall, everybody’s got a pay-as-you-go from Digicel etc.  Blackwell’s old plantation house up at Strawberry Hill where Island used to send all their shellshocked rock stars for rehab got blown away by the hurricane, these days it’s a fivestar resort with infiniti pools etc.  56 Hope Rd, where global Jamaica was hatched, the old pink house that was Island’s HQ and later His Bobness’s residence is now the Bob Marley Museum.  Hellshire Beach, where we found Countryman juggling live fish used to be a stretch of sand with a couple shacks, you had to have a 4×4 to get there.  These days it’s 40 minutes on the motorway, it’s a teeming favela full of rum bars and old Rastas like my mate Electric-Power selling tonic to stretch your ejaculation to BREAK-ING POINT etc.  But the waves roll in, the way they always have and always will ..

Charlie Ace’s Swing-a-Ling mobile record and recording shop and studio - 1973
Charlie Ace’s Swing-a-Ling mobile record and recording shop and studio – 1973

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You can buy the latest version of this book French/English –  bilingual edition from Patate in France at Babylononathinwire.com . 

This new edition is available from Rough Trade right here in the UK.  Visit Rough Trade East at the Old Truman Brewery, 91 Brick Lane, London E1 6QL