Toots & the Maytals and Morgan Hertiage Roots Rock D.C.


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Last Saturday night the old and new school of Roots came together in D.C. for the fifth show of the Toots & the Maytals tour of the East Coast. Morgan Heritage joined them for a night that would be hard to top for $15/ticket.

The venue was the 9:30 Club - a spot in D.C. that is known for bringing in out-of-town reggae acts from time to time, now that both the Roxy and the Bayou are gone. At just after their scheduled time of 10 p.m., Morgan Heritage took the stage to a packed house. While I was certainly impressed by their last three efforts on VP Records, I was not prepared for the power that these brothers and sister brought to the stage. I'd seen this charisma in young, conscious DJs like Anthony B, but I had not seen it recently in any of the newer roots or lovers singers.

Lead vocalist Peter Morgan's tone is exceptional - he didn't slip even once. His vocal control is unsurpassed, and when backed by his family or trading verses with brother Roy, the effect is spine-chilling.

The set mainly consisted of tracks from their latest VP release "Don't Haffi Dread," a controversial album because of the message that they are sending. "Just because you have fi dread, nuh mean you a Rasta," Peter explained. "And you don't haffi dread to be a Rasta."

The group also played a couple tracks from their VP debut "Protect Us Jah" as well as their Rasta-unification anthem "#1 Binghi Man" from their follow-up "One Calling." The crowd, though it consisted mainly of white high-school American ska fans, was into Morgan Hertiage and gave them full attention and respect.

After about 40 minutes and several club-wide chants of "Toots! Toots! Toots!" the Maytals came on stage with Zulu the Rising Sun (Son?), son of Toots Hibbert himself. The young Hibbert introduced the band and performed a couple of verses with them. It's clear that he's inherited his voice from his father, but also is a talented DJ and rapper, as he proved later in the evening.

Toots and the Maytals go back to the 1960's, but when this 50+ year old took the stage, it was hard to tell he wasn't still in his late teens. Toots' voice is still golden, and his energy was more than I could muster - and I'm half his age. He bounded about the stage, taking slow, honey-dripping riddims to hyper-speed ska riffs, helping me visualize what some of the old Motown and Stax cats would be like if they were still around.

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