Album Review: Days Chasing Days Yoyo by Ashanti Roy
Yo, let’s get real for a sec. This album Days Chasing Days Yoyo from Ashanti Roy ain’t your run-of-the-mill reggae fluff. It’s raw, it’s gritty, and it hits like that first sip of overproof rum—sharp but smooth enough to keep you coming back. Straight outta Jamaica on the Kotoko label, this Roots Reggae banger is produced by Christian Pen and penned by Roydel Johnson. And man, they didn’t play around with this one.
First track I gotta shout out is “Yoyo.” Damn near hypnotic. The bassline slaps so hard it feels like it’s vibrating in your chest cavity. You know how some songs just sit there? Not this one. "Yoyo" pulls you into its groove and doesn’t let go. Like, what kinda sorcery is this? The lyrics are simple yet hit deep—about life spinning you round like a damn yo-yo. No fancy metaphors needed here; it’s straight talk wrapped up in rhythm. If you don’t nod your head to this, check your pulse 'cause something might be wrong.
Then there’s “Days Chasing Days,” which honestly feels like an existential gut punch. The vibe? Chill but heavy at the same time. It’s not trying too hard to impress anyone—it just is. That’s the beauty of it. The melody loops in your brain long after the song ends. Every word drips with truth about chasing dreams while time mocks you. Roy’s voice has this raspy edge that makes you believe every damn syllable he spits. Feels personal, like he pulled these lines straight from his soul.
Look, this ain’t no polished pop nonsense where everything sounds the same. Nah, Days Chasing Days Yoyo keeps it real ugly-beautiful. It’s got dirt under its nails and stories etched into every beat. Producer Christian Pen did justice bringing those roots vibes front and center, and Roydel Johnson? Dude knows how to write stuff that sticks.
Here’s the kicker though—this album reminds me why we even listen to music in the first place. It ain’t always about dancing or chilling; sometimes it’s about feeling alive, pissed off, hopeful—all at once. So yeah, if you’re looking for something safe, skip this. But if you wanna feel something real, crank this up loud and let it slap you awake.
Oh, and random thought: Listening to this made me wonder if Ashanti Roy ever got into trouble as a kid. There’s rebellion in these tracks—not loud screaming rebellion, but the quiet kind that sneaks up on you when you least expect it. Food for thought.
I see days chasing days
For the elect sake
I see the sun it's getting hotter
For the elect sake
One forty and more thousand Idrens and daughters
One forty and more thousand Idrens and childrens
Were save by the hands of his Majesty
I see days chasing days
For the elect sake
They fight against the lamb
Each and everyday
They fight against the lamb
In every way
They fight against the lamb
They fight against the lamb
And he shall conquer
Jah Jah shall conquer
I can see invasion of Christianity
Who fight against the Saints
Of his Majesty