At this point Mavado's pained, scratchy gangster croon is the most comforting sound we can think of... even in this song, where he's telling some chick to bend over and wine for him he's weirdly soothing. "House Top" is over the Rooftop Riddim, which feels quintessentially dancehall—you can imagine its treble-y synths and snares echoing through the heat. Are we projecting because we are currently in the middle of NYC snowpocalypse? Probably, but anyone who wants to come scoop us and put us on an all-expenses-paid plane to Kingston, we're totally down.
Download: Mavado, "House Top"
(via Honey for Bears)
