Take for example someone like Sizzla Kalonji. Sizzla is, and has been for quite awhile (and likely will be until my days are done), my single favourite musician of all time. Yet with that being said, I cannot say that what he does is SO much different from everyone else. On his way up he was constantly related to the likes of Capleton, Anthony B and others and, if I can remember correctly (and I usually cannot), at times he welcomed the comparisons. Still, when at his full peak, Sizzla differentiates himself from the bludgeoning lyrical firestorm of Capleton's and the hypnotic, rapturous chant of Anthony B's (probably just me (it is), but Anthony B, on my favourite songs from him, almost always sounds as if he is in 'the zone' and could HAPPILY sing that same song for hours and hours) (I should probably review an old Anthony B album one of these days, it's been a minute) by becoming this alien-like amalgam of PERFECT lyrics, timing and sense of melody. But it isn't a gift which leaps out at you every single time you listen to him. I also think of a Tarrus Riley. If Tarrus Riley's music was a school, you would want your kids to grow up and attend it. He makes such a powerfully refined brand of Roots Reggae that it seems as if he were born and then nurtured to do precisely what he does (because he was). And I mention all of that now because today we're diving back into the vault (I missed a lot through the years) and taking a look at someone who, very much in his own unique way, has made a name for himself doing a style of music which, just in case you didn't notice, is his very own special blend.