For me , dub played a big role in my eventual acceptance of reggae.
Negrea Love Dub together with Scientist In The Kingdom Of Dub ,LKJ In Dub(vol1) and Dangerous Dub ,fall into a set I call "The Genesis" .Those were the first dub lps I was introduced to by one Martin Mureyani a young working man from my neighbourhood.Growing up in Zimbabwe after the 1980 independence , reggae had made its mark and one would hear it all over the place.I would like to think the performance of Bob Marley at my home country's independence celebrations at Rufaro Stadium had a hand in it.By the way , Rufaro is a Shona word meaning "happiness" or "joy" .
My mom didn't know I was spending time at Martin place...assuming I was playing with other young boys from the neighbourhood. I remember just getting so fascinated and amused by this music that seemed so different from anything I had heard before.I was 12/13 that time.This was around 1986/1987.It got to a point where I just could not wait for the weekend to come so I could hang out at Martin's place to hear more dub.From Saturday mornings till Sunday evenings , those 4 pieces of acetate would make countless appearances on Martin's turntable and I was there the whole time.I remember him showing me the government health warning on the back of the Dangerous Dub sleeve and me being young and unassuming,I I really believed what it said.I still do.Look at me , I'm testimony to the truth in that warning!
Just looking at the sleeve designs of the four lps was an exceedingly pleasurable experience and to this day sleeve design is something I appreciate very much on any vinyl I get my hands on.I mean what could come close to that simple and yet dense picture on the front sleeve of Scientist In The Kingdom of Dub lp? Or the heavy and very meaningful red text floating in black background on the Dangerous dub lp (the one on the Copasetic label)?
I was so happy that, finally ,some people out there in JA had had the sense to make music that I so fabulously loved.I even used to worry about what "the word would become" when those special musicians gave up the ghost. I guess my fear was the death of reggae.That fear has lived with me ever since then.
I had heard some reggae before and in fact had the Rock'n'Groove 7 inch that I used to spin on our home turntable whenever mom gave me the go ahead

.The first time Martin lent me his Dangerous Dub lp, I remember the trip from his house to ours was the longest I had walked!The thought of seeing this amazing piece of work spinning on our home turntable and the music truly coming out of our home hifi...my my my, I just couldn't wait.
When I eventually got to playing it , one of my aunts who used to live with us made a funny comment about how the music sound like it was "stuck like the record was scratched" .I couldn't understand how "she didn't get it"

.I guess it was the thumping of those repetitive bass-lines...with Flabba Holt doing his thing.
In a nutshell thats how I came to be introduced to dub and thus reggae.
The only sad thing in all this is that the man who introduced me to this beautiful music, Martin, lost his mind and became mentally ill.I've never been able to solve the mystery of whether it was due to him locking himself in his house , smoking some herb and then listening to those dubs at full volume or perhaps Dangerous Dub was indeed dangerous in its hay days!You be the judges...