My love of dub. Which I never developped any further. I only have one album in my collection. On ILM someone made fun of it *). Apparently it is not the best dub album. Maybe the most popular, the easiest, the most obvious but just an album scratching on the surface. Not the real thing. Missing in the roots department. That's how the message came over to me at least. I dunno. The huge bass sound. The dizzyness created by the reverb. The minimising of beats per minute without losing THE BEAT. The coolness, the relaxedness, the late dark night feeling. That sort of music works more on the body than what I usually listen to. An antidote to cerebral, more fragile stuff. Has to be listened to aloud. On big speakers. Here is the first track from the album I am talking about. It's the music of god, isn't it? A god who doesn't know how to make dub music cannot be my god. ;-)

*) On rereading the post I realise that I am definitely over-sensitive when it comes to my fave music