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Rising from the Root

Everton ReidImani Clarke

Conscious roots reggae against manufactured desire and engineered division — bass-led and answered line for line. Press play. Answer it back.

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FARA-211
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2026
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Rising from the Root
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Rising from the Root

Everton Reid Imani Clarke · FARA Records · FARA-211 ·

Conscious roots reggae against manufactured desire and engineered division — bass-led and answered line for line. Press play. Answer it back.

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  1. 01 Rising from the Root 4:08

He calls; she answers; the answer is the song.

MUSIC TRACK STORY

Rising from the Root is the debut single from Everton Reid and Imani Clarke — conscious roots reggae aimed squarely at the present, built on a one-drop groove at 80 BPM in G, with a ska bridge and a dub break.

Music Track Story

The bass is the lead instrument and the whole argument. Deep, warm, round and melodic, it enters first and completely alone — before the drum, before the skank, before either voice — and after everything else has gone, it is the last thing still playing. In roots reggae the bass is the root, so the arrangement is the title. Everything else is built on top of it: offbeat guitar skank on every upbeat, one-drop live drums with a loose human feel, nyabinghi percussion underneath, minimal organ and subtle brass.

The first verse is the diagnosis, and it is unusually current for the form — manufactured desire, a life packaged and sold to you before you knew you wanted it, the strange feeling of days passing without time passing. Against that it sets something older and unsellable: the drum you were already carrying. The second verse grounds it in ordinary life, a mother's warning and children's hands reaching up, no gold in the bank and a rich spirit.

The ska bridge lifts the tempo and the temperature, and it is the only place in the record with heat in it — naming engineered division and the business of cutting truth into pieces and feeding it back refined. Even there it isn't aggression; within four bars it turns from what they do to you into what they cannot do. Then the third verse strips to almost nothing and delivers the thesis in the quietest voice in the song: everything you need is already you, and you don't need permission for it.

The dub break opens the floor — bass and drums only, echo on the trailing phrases, the response voice drifting alone in the space, because space is an instrument here. Then the final chorus arrives bigger than before, with the call-and-response doubling and four brand-new answers that haven't been heard anywhere else in the song, so the record ends with the room knowing more of it than it did at the start. And then the bass, alone, the way it began.

The lead never sings the hook by himself. Not once. Every line is answered, which is the song proving its own point — a truth becomes true when the people say it back to you.

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