Yet another amazing collection of un-fuck-with-able music, here cast in Gold by Rastafari revolutionary Bob Marley. Thirty-four songs of everything you know and love from Marley and the Wailers' Island Records back catalogue from 72 to 81. Obviously, it's incredible, inciteful, timeless music (frat boys all over the continent will get high to it for years to come) and a fascinating study of the artist's political and artistic evolution. The only reason I'm docking this an N is because I feel like this album, or a slightly repackaged version of it, gets rereleased every two years or so. Record companies: can we please just have one essential Bob Marley album and stick with it?