
Personally, I love all reggae and I won't hear a bad word against it. However, having said that, a lot of it is shit and I hate it.
The main reason for this occasional hatred is the supreme unreliability of those pesky Rastas. Sure, they make some good tunes, but nine times out of ten - when they're not shouting at gays or shunning pork products - they're off making horrific cover versions. Here are the five worst:
1. Beres Hammond – Just Like A Woman (Bob Dylan)

We kick off with a track taken from the album 'Is It Rolling Bob?'; an ill-advised collection of reggae takes on popular Dylan songs. On ‘Just Like A Woman’, Beres Hammond transforms the beautiful, cottony feel of Bob's excellent original into what is essentially the sound of 2 for 1 Cocktail Evening on a cruise ship. A desperately poor and ludicrously cheesy effort.
2. Eek-A-Mouse – Georgie Porgie (Anon - Traditional Nursery Rhyme)

Eek-A-Mouse has been known to claim, “I eat with my gun, I sleep with my gun, I even clean my teeth with my gun”. However, this hardman act loses more than a little weight upon listening to the track above, on which the pinball-voiced 'singjay' regales us with the age-old anecdote about that feckless romantic, Georgie Porgie, and his failed attempts at seduction. What the hell is the Mouse doing here? He’s a master spinner of yarns involving the smuggling of ganja, the loving of virgin girls and, as you can see above, the use of firearms in preventing plaque. He’s not a fucking reggae version of Jack-a-nory. This is a messy stain on an otherwise perfectly spotless reputation.
3. Big Youth – It's Not Unusual (Tom Jones)

I wish I was friends with Big Youth. Not just because he's very tall and black, but also because I could have taken him aside before he went into the booth to record this version of 'It's Not Unusual' by boisterous Welsh audio sex-pest, Tom Jones. The conversation would have gone like this:
Me: Alright, Big Youth?
Big Youth: Yeah, I'm alright.
Me: You're looking very tall and black today.
BY: Cheers.
Me: What you up to now?
BY: Just going to record a song.
Me: Oh, wicked. Is it another groundbreaking, amp-shuddering dub classic?
BY: No, it's a deeply average version of 'It's Not Unusual' by boisterous Welsh audio sex-pest, Tom Jones.
Me: That's a bad idea, Big Youth.
BY: Is it?
Me: Yes. Go and record another groundbreaking, amp-shuddering dub classic.
BY: OK. Thanks for the advice, Tim.
Me: It's Tom.
BY: Whatever.
4. Anthony Cruz – Stay Awake (Aerosmith – I Don't Want To Miss A Thing)

Hopefully you won't have heard of Anthony Cruz. If you haven't, then well done. If you have, please go immediately to the nearest live land mine and give it a good, hard kick. Really boot it. With your toe, not the side of your foot. Really punt it. Go on, give it a proper kicking; don't be shy. You weren't shy at HMV when you bought this piece of shit record, were you, you musically-castrated cunt? There are deaf people in this world who would do anything for a pair of working ears, and you use yours to listen to a talentless Jamaican man with a vocoder covering flaccid stadium rock power ballads.
Anyway, I own this song. As you might have guessed, it's not very good. Candy-floss synths and Rice Krispie crackle-drums emulate Aerosmith's weepy, windswept anthem while Cruz wanks along half-heartedly on the vocal. Dreadful.
5. Yellowman – We Wish You A Reggae Christmas (Anon – Bastardized Christmas Carol)

Well, what more ear-gougingly horrendous way to end this list than with the decade-long winner of the 'Jamaica's Oddest-Looking Man' Competition: Yellowman. This song is his chirpy, reggae take on the popular Yuletide staple, 'We Wish You A Merry Christmas'. This song features the chorus line, “we wish you a reggae Christmas, and a reggae New Year”. This song would reduce even the blackest-hearted, coldest-blooded criminal warlord to a shrieking, sobbing heap of shredded Kleenex. This song should be the stock component in the rucksack of any international terrorist or perverted sado-masochist. This song should be pumped into the ears of convicted murderers and rapists twenty-four hours a day. This song should be Guantanamo Bay's theme tune.
On the plus side, Yellowman does namecheck a lot of excellent reggae singers (Sizzla, Anthony B etc) and tell them, inexplicably, that they’re “welcome”. “Welcome” to what, we can’t be sure. Possibly to appearing on the single worst reggae song of all time.
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