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Below are excerpts from the feature articles in Issue #134.
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Richie Spice is the guy next door - the type of neighbor that will voluntarily fix your irritating leaky faucet, or he'll come through with that last egg for Sunday morning pancakes. I imagine he's the type of man who prefers to climb trees with his children than to stay in the house with the adults. He put others' interests ahead of his own, and that, in the reggae industry, is an anomaly. We're living in the epidemic of the "me" culture that not only plagues the reggae industry, but plagues our entire culture in general. So, in that regard, Richie Spice is a double anomaly. In fact, I would go as far as to say that Richie Spice is the anti-superstar...

The Jamaican newspapers depict altercations - Mavado and the police, Movado and Vybz Kartel, Mavado and Aidonia, Mavado and an engineer. His body shows the wear - a prominent scar on his forehead and under his left eye, remnants of stitches all over his hand. This is the man whose signature phrase is "Gangsta For Life." It's also the man who came out with over 60 tracks this past year or so - the unanimous proletariat King of the Dancehall. And as this goes to press, his album, Gangsta For Life: The Symphony of David Brooks, hasn't yet even been released.

For the second time in the last three years, a true dancehall riddim has risen to the top of the U.S. pop charts. Following his success on Lenky's "Diwali" riddim in 2004, Sean Paul rode Jah Snowcone's "Applause" to the top spot in 2006 with "Temperature." He then followed this up with a top 10 hit on a hardcore riddim produced by Don Corleon, "When You Gonna (Give It Up to Me)"...