The Heptones: Sweet Talking (Studio One)

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The Heptones: Sweet Talking (Studio One)

Produced by the legendary Clement Dodd and fronted by the sweet voice of Leroy Sibbles, the Heptones were one of the great Jamaican vocal trios who brought in soulful harmonies borrowed from 50s bands like the Drifters.

This 18-track collection of mid-60s tracks (most in stereo remixes not previously released on CD) includes their covers of the pop hit Only Sixteen, and Message from a Blackman, plus a 10-minute dubby mix of Try Again.

But it is the own economic soul-soaked rock steady and reggae which have really stood the test of time. And you gotta love a song with a title like Tripe Girl ("Girls of your type should be selling tripe. Get out of my range, you've got pure mange")

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