What's Goin Down (Public Property, 2005)

Billing themselves as "the blackest white reggae band in the world" seems like a bit of a stretch (Have they never heard of Blacky Bootblack McBlackstein?!?), but listening to Public Property's second album, What's Goin Down, you can see why they could make that claim (indeed, coming from Iowa, it's probably fair to state that they're at least the blackest white act in their immediate vicinity). The 9-piece band throws in all manner of black music -- roots reggae, ska, hip-hop, funk, jazz, soul, soca, and, though more "brown" than "black," they even add a plucky Hawaiian ukulele vibe here and there. The opening tune, "Choo-Choo," in particular exudes the soulfulness of a '60s R&B tune over a swaying roots rhythm. Perhaps the three best tunes on What's Goin Down, in fact, appear at the top of the album, including the moody roots jam "Never Again" (which takes the unique, almost apologetic viewpoint of their being a part of a historically oppressive race: "The white skin take the slaves / Until we finally changed our ways / We helped destroy a continent / It was a land of kings and queens.") and the freewheeling ukulele ska of "Power Trip," whose frolicking sound belies its provocative lyrics on war and patriotism: "Well, I love my country / But I just can't turn my head from all the bad things that we do." Simply one of the most immediately intoxicating songs I've heard in a while. And then the rapping starts. This isn't necessarily a bad thing for all listeners -- indeed, lead singer Dave Bess is competent as a rapper (though better as a singer) -- but some may not appreciate unexpected hip-hop detours (which are accompanied by seemingly requisite posturing that runs contrary to an otherwise humble album) in "Memento," "24/7," "Smoothie," and the title track, so consider this your warning label. Ska fans, meanwhile, are treated to not only the delicious "Power Trip," but also jumpers like "No Respect" and "Higher" that should appeal to even non-ska-types. With such a large line-up, PP's sound is full and lush, complete with a trio of female background singers that bolster already strong melodies with soothing harmonies. Even Bess's less socio-political lyrics resonate with a charming cleverness, as on the fruit-themed sexual metaphor "Smoothie." What's Goin Down is a polished, accomplished album that could very well expand beyond the collegiate, WTO-protesting crowd to become nationally renowned. Still, they could be blacker. Check out publicprop.com.