Album Review: Meditation by Blackman & Capleton
Yo, let me tell ya—this album’s like a warm breeze on a Kingston afternoon. "Meditation" by Blackman & Capleton is one of those records that sneaks up on you. It’s reggae at its core but dances (literally) with dancehall vibes, straight outta Jamaica under The Net Music label. And lemme just say, it sticks to your soul like sticky rice.
Now, I gotta shout out two tracks here because they’re still buzzing in my head days later. First off, the title track Meditation. Man, this joint feels like a vibe detox. You know how sometimes life gets all loud and messy? This tune cuts through that noise like a machete through bush. Blackman’s flow is smooth as coconut water, while Capleton jumps in with his signature fire—it's spiritual yet gritty, kinda like finding peace in chaos. The beat? Oh, it’s hypnotic. Like, don’t be surprised if you catch yourself zoning out mid-commute or forgetting what you walked into the kitchen for. That’s the magic right there.
Then there’s Sware (Version)—and whoa, does this one slap! It’s raw, unfiltered energy from start to finish. Capleton goes full prophet mode on this one, spitting bars so sharp they could cut glass. The rhythm hits hard too, perfect for when you need to crank up the volume and let loose. Honestly, every time I hear it, I feel like grabbing a mic and pretending I’m onstage somewhere in Montego Bay. Not saying I’d kill it, but hey, a guy can dream!
What makes this album stand out isn’t just the music—it’s the way it feels alive. These aren’t just songs; they’re stories, prayers, and anthems rolled into one. Listening to it feels like sitting around a fire with friends, sharing secrets and laughter under the stars.
So yeah, if you’re looking for something real—something that doesn’t try too hard but still knocks you sideways—check out Meditation. Just don’t blame me if you end up playing it on repeat till your neighbors complain. Oh, and fun fact: after listening to this album three times in a row, I started craving jerk chicken. Coincidence? I think not.
