I'm really not a fan of Bob Marley, and Bill Laswell is so prolific that had virtually no quality control. He's also reputed to be a massively self-important asshat. All of that said, this disk is surprisingly good. I'm listening to it tonight for the first time in nearly a decade.
"Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says 'Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.' Man bursts into tears. Says 'But, doctor...I am Pagliacci.'"