There was many a morning I'd try to sleep in as a teenager and Sweet and Dandy would come blasting up to my little room. Bleary-eyed, I'd join my family downstairs while the music blared on, album on repeat, for hours, my father and sometimes my mother dancing the day away. I came to love reggae and especially Toots, playing his music throughout my four-year college radio dj experience, and eventually seeing him perform live several times in a few different cities. I have a special fondness for Pressure Drop, which became our father-daughter dance at my wedding in 2008, shortly after my father nearly died of aortic dissection (get it?) then somehow made the transatlantic fight to walk me down the aisle and dance once again to timeless Toots.