This is the time of year when our dad pulls out his one special foil embellished holiday siddur and our mom grabs all the menorahs out of the cabinet so we can family chorus and blaze up the kitchen. We're way upcountry from our kin right now but the phoenix rising from turmoil narration Mavado is rough wailing here feels like a good substitute for our regular recount of the Maccabees dogged endurance. Also once upon a time, Vado went by M.O.V.A.D.O., or Money Out of Violence And Drugs, longways. Either he figured out our dad's life mantra, that violence is a mad stupid waste, or he was profit-smart enough to know he was getting edged out of the market for that name by Cuba, Kingston's own. Vado sounds real husky and Judah here, but mostly its just nice to see the born-survivors playing same-team and shouting out the diaspora nation of fighting folks everywhere. UK, JA, BK! BIG UP FLATBUSH.
Download: Vado f. Mavado, "M.O.V.A.D.O"
