All Depends On You I Put My Trust by Jezzreel: A Roots Reggae Punch to the Gut
Alright, let’s get one thing straight—this album ain’t for the faint-hearted. Jezzreel drops All Depends On You I Put My Trust like a bomb in your lap, and it sticks to you like gum under a chair. Released back in 2006 outta Germany on Wackie's label, this Roots Reggae beast is raw, unfiltered, and hits harder than most stuff you’ll hear today. With Bullwackie pulling strings as producer and Moritz Von Oswald mastering it into shape, this record feels less like music and more like someone whispering truths directly into your soul.
Now, let’s talk tracks because not everything here is created equal—but damn if these two don’t leave a mark. First up, “I Put My Trust.” This tune grabs you by the collar and shakes loose whatever crap you’ve been carrying around. It’s got that slow-burning groove, with basslines so thick they could choke a horse. The lyrics? Straight fire. Jezzreel lays it down plain—he’s putting his trust where it counts, no games, no fluff. And honestly, when he sings about faith and resilience, you can’t help but nod along even if you’re not the spiritual type. That hook? Forget about it—it’ll loop in your brain for days, like an earworm sent from above (or maybe below).
Then there’s “All Depends On You,” which flips the vibe just enough to keep things interesting. If “I Put My Trust” is a sermon, this one’s more like a late-night convo over rum and spliffs. The rhythm’s hypnotic, almost lazy, but don’t mistake that for weak—it’s calculated, deliberate. Jezzreel spits wisdom about responsibility and choices, and man, does it sting. Every word lands like a punch, forcing you to think twice about who’s really steering your ship. By the time the track fades out, you’re left sitting there wondering if you’ve been living right or just coasting through life like everyone else.
What makes this album stick isn’t just the music—it’s the honesty. No flashy gimmicks, no autotune nonsense. Just pure Roots Reggae doing what it does best: speaking truth without sugarcoating. Sure, some might call it rough around the edges, but that’s exactly why it works. It’s real. Too many artists these days try too hard to be perfect, but Jezzreel doesn’t give a damn—and thank God for that.
Here’s the kicker though—listening to this album feels like finding an old vinyl at a flea market. You know, the kind that looks dusty and forgotten but blows your mind once you drop the needle. Maybe that’s why it came out of Germany instead of Jamaica—it’s proof that good reggae doesn’t need a passport to hit hard. So next time you’re scrolling Spotify looking for something fresh yet timeless, throw this bad boy on. Let it slap you awake.
And hey, here’s a thought—what if the world actually listened to albums like this instead of all that cookie-cutter garbage flooding our playlists? Yeah, we’d probably still ignore half the messages, but at least we’d have better soundtracks while we screw everything up.
