What comes to mind when you hear the name “Bob Marley”? Is it reggae’s mellow, syncopated beats? How about that serene, dreadlocked face that has decorated so many college dorm rooms? Maybe a certain pungent aroma is wafting its way inside your cerebral cortex. The Jamaican singer-songwriter was many things to many people, so wouldn’t it be folly to make a definitive documentary about his life?
Ruben Rosario | April 18th, 2012 | 3 Comments