Peter Tosh: Mystic Man
Simon Frith, Melody Maker, 23 June 1979
I ALMOST didn't make it through the title-track. Two female trios do the I Threes jobs for Tosh, and here their effect is extra-irritating. They echo his words in eagerly subservient accents and they bring out the worst aspect of his approach, its dumbness. 'I man don't eat up them frankfurters,' they croon blissfully, as he runs through his mystic credentials.
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