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A Nine-Piece Bliss Machine

Black & White recalls the halcyon days of roots reggae

By Buddy Seigal

Somehow, you don't expect to encounter authentic roots reggae bands in white-bread, upscale Orange County, an area known for producing third-generation ska, punk/reggae hybrid groups, and, in worst-case scenarios, corporate-rock groups that happen to cadge chicka-chicka rhythms, passing themselves off as the real deal, mon. So imagine my surprise when I saw a local group opening for Julian and Damien Marley at the Coach House a couple of weeks ago that could make even mean old Newt Gingrich skank like a ganja-kissed islander.

The group is called Black & White, and it turns out this was it’s major-venue debut. Fronted by a gifted, charismatic singer/guitarist; anchored by a riddim section that carves deep and cavernous grooves; and buttressed by a bevy of horns, keyboards, percussion and background singers, Black & White is a nine-piece bliss machine that recalls the halcyon days of roots reggae, an era when artists like Bob Marley, Tosh and Cliff were in their prime.

The group is a manifestation of the musical and religious muses of leader Carlos Chin, a complex man possessed of a zealot’s passion. Chin, 33 - the product of Jamaican, Chinese and Creole stock - grew up in Panama. He views Black & White as the platform from which to preach the word of God; he views himself as a prophet. Chin’s religious beliefs are unconventional to say the least; the singer has negotiated a truce between Rastafarianism, as practiced by many followers of reggae music, and messianic Christianity.

“I’m [Rastafarian], but some of us believe in Jesus,” explains Chin as he nibbles on a slice of pizza at Sonny’s restaurant in San Clemente. “Some believe that Selassie I is the reincarnation of Christ. And than some believe he hasn’t come back yet. It’s not a very popular view. God is my center, my drive, what motivates me. That’s what brings us peace, love. It motivates me in the sense that it motivated Bob Marley. Bob Marley did a job, and his job was to bring the music out from Jamaica to the people - not a people, all people - and he did that. I’m a different generation, and that’s what I’m doing. That’s what God is all about: all people.”

Marley’s music is deeply instilled in Chin’s din, from the sweetly sonorous, Marley-esque timbre of his voice to the highly melodic, wah-wah pedal-bent guitar solos he lays down effortlessly. Chin can also shred with the best of them, as he did on a very Hendrix-like take on “Hey Joe” at the Coach House. His heroes’ influence might be as apparent as the dreads topping his dome, but when your influences are as classic as Chin’s, it’s not necessarily a bad thing.

“Yes, I am very influenced by Bob Marley - all the way,” Chin acknowledges. “And Jimi Hendrix has been a major influence in my whole career. And, believe it or not, John Lennon. It was John Lennon’s music, which I heard just before he died, that moved me to play music. But then the Bob Marley influence kicked in because rock & roll wasn’t natural for me. I grew up listening to salsa and reggae and calypso.”

Music seems secondary in importance to Chin’s religion, though. Throughout our conversation, he demonstrates a remarkable knack for turning any topic into a discussion of his beliefs. His devotion seems sincere, absolute, all-encompassing. When he gets on a roll, his eyes widen, a manic smile creases his face, and his body trembles like a preacher’s in the throes of holy rapture.

As we speak, an older white woman walks up behind Chin and starts fondling his dreadlocks. “I always wanted to do that,” she tells him as if her curious desires overrode the fact that she has just treated a total stranger with all the respect usually accorded a stray dog. We shall reserve comment on the arrogance/ignorance/presumption of white people in Orange County for another occasion; suffice it to say that Chin completely ignored this intrusion of his space. He makes no comment on what just occurred beyond taking the opportunity to explain the religious significance of his dreads.

“The Book of Numbers, the Old Testament, chapter 6, verses 1 through 10, tells you about a Nazareth vow,” he says. “You don’t have to be from Nazareth to make it. It’s a vow to show your devotion to God by growing your hair long; never cut your hair. You will not drink any liquor or wine or grape juice or anything from the vine. When you do this, you become holy to the Lord. I don’t have to do that because I’m saved by grace according to my faith, but it’s an extra for me to become even closer to my creator. In this way, I can be used by him as a vehicle to get across what he wants me to get across.”

Chin says it’s his closeness to God that makes his music special and draws people to him. “When I sing, it comes from in here [he points to his chest] because I allow him to come in and that comes out. People like me and that’s because there is an extra thing coming out of me from my God, from within. They can’t put their finger on it, but I know what it is. It’s not me, it’s him working through me because I have submitted myself to him.”

Black & White has been a long time coming for Chin, a San Clemente resident and former member of OC faves On-Root. Chin has been looking to start a roots reggae band in the area for years but found OC a less then ideal musical climate. He jammed with local players and even auditioned as a guitarist for a number of local bands proffering themselves as reggae groups, but he found that their definition of the music was a far cry from his purist vision.

“I was very frustrated with the idea of playing watered-down reggae,” he says. “I do hold resentment towards some bands that say they play reggae and they do their hair in dreadlocks, and then they put it up in a ponytail and put on a suit, and they go to work. Then they smoke a big joint and say, ‘I’m a Rastafarian.’ Then they do their day job with a tie and pretend to be something else.”

Last November, the pieces finally fell into place when bassist Denfield “Jonsie” Jones, drummer David Elecciri, keyboardist Johnny “Blue” Bates, keyboardist/saxophonist Fernando Donso, saxaphonist Nat Love, trumpeter Marcell Porter, percussionist Marco Veasey and backup singer Alice Isaacs were recruited to realize Chin’s vision. Black & White’s collective dedication to the project is expressed in densely layered, plainly spiritual music that obviously comes from the heart and soul rather than the ego. From a business end, you know these guys have to be serious about the music; nine piece bands splitting the few meager bucks that comprise local bands’ paydays basically means they’re playing for nothing.

Also feeding into Chin’s vision is the very diversity of the band. Black & White includes musicians of myriad races, both sexes and an age range from the late-teens to late-30’s. “It was difficult to find musicians who wanted to do what I want to do, who are willing to play my music, who are willing to learn what I’m hearing in my head,” says Chin. “It took me four years to get these cats. They play my music because I have backing from above. I have the authority to tell them things will happen.”

Chin’s musical message, like most reggae, is one of love and harmony - although he chooses to omit the ganja sacrament of Rasta culture, the very element that tends to attract and draw young fans.

“I don't smoke weed anymore; I don’t do those things anymore because they cloud my mind,” he says. “This way, I’m free for whenever he calls unto me to do the things he asks me to do. I’m not the only one who believes those things. You don’t hear about it a lot because it’s not a very popular thing; smoking weed and things like that are what make [reggae] popular. A lot of cats, especially white kids, hear about it and think it’s really hip because they get to smoke weed. It’s not about that. I cut myself off from those things.”

No matter - as cliched as it may sound to those who haven’t met him and experienced his warmth and sincerity first hand, Chin absolutely believes that he’s on a divine mission and his success has been preordained by God.

“Me being holy takes care of me in every way,” Chin says, and he ain’t hardly bullshittin’.

The above review was culled from the pages of OC WEEKLY (We Grill El Toro issue)
May 8-14, 1998

** Rascalin and The Roots Rockers were formerly known as Black & White **

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