I once read a science-fiction book that described a colony of Rastafarians living on a space station. It was cobbled together with space junk: pieces from old ships, cargo containers, and anything else that would hold together in a vacuum . What I liked best was the computer-generated dub music playing throughout the station, 24/7.
I thought about this book in the gym today, while listening to a Black Uhuru song that would be perfectly suited to a Rastafarian space station. But I couldn't remember what the book was or who wrote it. I don't even remember the plot. All I remember is the station and the non-stop dub.I think I would like to spend some time in a place like that. Especially because of the music, and because I would love to see what dreadlocks look like in zero-gravity conditions. I doubt I will ever see free-floating dreadlocks. But because of my fabulous internet connection, I can replicate the dub-generating computer here in Mongolia. I found an internet radio station called Tuko Hi-Fi on radionomy.com which just plays reggae and dub all the time, except for brief comments in French. I have it playing softly in the background on my laptop now. Now, what was the name of that book?