I've always been a bit of a 60 and 70s reggae fanatic but unfortunately too young to have seen any of my favourite artists during that golden era. Despite snobbishly ignoring most reggae produced later than 1982, I decided to visit Brooklyn to watch the 61year old Winston Rodney perform.

The concert was surprisingly far better than expected. I was pleased to see a horn section up on the stage as my biggest gripe with modern reggae is the absence of live instruments. The keyboards were rubbish but (after a bit of a wobbly start) Winston was terrific. The musicians backing Winston were adequate and not a patch on the gentlemen playing with him during the Marcus Garvey or Man In The Hills era. Oh dear, am I sounding too pissy?

Moaning aside, I had a lovely time. A nice crowd and beautiful weather. The abundance of plain clothes cops pretending to be reggae fans was a bummer.