In The Spring Time by John Holt: A Reggae Gem That Still Grooves
Alright, buckle up, because we’re diving into In The Spring Time, the 1976 reggae classic from Jamaica’s own John Holt. Released on the Jackpot label, this album is like a warm breeze on a lazy afternoon—smooth, soulful, and just what you didn’t know you needed. If you’re into reggae, or even if you’re not, this one might just sneak its way into your playlist and refuse to leave.
Let’s talk tracks, shall we? First off, the title track, “In The Spring Time,” hits like a sunbeam breaking through clouds. It’s got that signature John Holt vibe—melodious vocals floating over a rhythm section so laid-back it feels like it's sipping coconut water somewhere. What sticks with me about this tune is how Holt sings about renewal and love in a way that feels personal but universal. You don’t need to be a poet to get it; it’s just… nice. Like, really nice. Too often albums try too hard, but this? This feels effortless, man.
Then there’s “In The Spring Time (Version),” which is basically the same song—but hold up, don’t roll your eyes yet. This version strips things back even further, letting the basslines do most of the talking. It’s hypnotic, almost meditative. I found myself zoning out while listening, only to snap back and realize I’d been nodding my head for, like, six minutes straight. Is that normal? Who cares—it works.
The whole vibe of the album reminds me of those old-school vinyl days when music wasn’t perfect but had soul oozing out of every crackle and pop. Holt doesn’t overcomplicate anything here. He lets the melodies breathe, and honestly? We could all use more of that these days. No flashy tricks, no autotune disasters—just pure reggae goodness straight outta Jamaica.
So yeah, In The Spring Time. It’s an album that doesn’t demand your attention, but once it has it, good luck getting it back. Funny thing is, after spinning this record a few times, I started noticing springtime vibes everywhere—even though it’s October as I write this. Maybe that’s Holt’s secret superpower: making you feel sunshine no matter where you are.
Final thought? If John Holt were alive today, I reckon he’d tell us all to chill out a bit. And honestly, I’m here for it.
