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Bob recorded another pair of songs for Leslie Kong, but when he refused to pay him, the relationship ended. It was said that, after an argument over Kong's swindling him, Bob prophesied to the label owner, frightening him, that one day he would make plenty of money out of Bob, but would never have the luxury of enjoying it.
After the initial disappointment, the fact that the three records released by Beverley's hadn't sold was irrelevant. Only sixteen years old, Bob was now perfectly justified in expecting some kind of musical future for himself. To make the next step forward, he decided to make a serious go of it with his spars from Trench Town. The Teenagers became first The Wailing Rudeboys, and then The Wailing Wailers.
Years later, after Jamaican music had evolved from ska to rock steady to reggae, Leslie Kong saw dollar signs in reconstructions of past Wailers sessions for the overseas markets and announced that he was going to repackage the trove of the Wailers' rock-steady meanderings. But Kong made what turned out to be a fatal error when he titled the substandard collection The Best of the Wailers. Bunny got wind of the scheme and cornered him in his record shop.
"Don' do it, mon," he said to Kong. "It cannot be de best of de Wailers, 'cause our best is yet ta come. When yuh seh dat de best of someone has done, den dat person is already dead or soon dyin', so we don' wan' dat."
Kong protested, and Bunny cut him off, seething, "If yuh do dis t'ing I prophesize dat it is yuh who will die."
The altercation had drawn a good-sized crowd, and Kong, feeling his ghetto reputation among the sufferahs was at stake, called Bunny's bluff and hollered that the deed was done, the album was already at the pressing plant.
Kong's brothers thought it was bad business, recalling the dire prediction Bob Marley had made years earlier when Kong refused to pay him the money he owed him for his fledgling solo sessions. What had been the gist of Marley's prophecy? the Kongs fretted. Wasn't it something about Leslie one day working with Bob again, but never enjoying the considerable profits the producer would reap from the project?
Several weeks after The Best of the Wailers was pressed, packaged, and burning up the marketplace, Kong's accountant popped into Beverley's record shop to inform Leslie, that based on the latest bookkeepign figures, the conniving Chinese-Jamaican was now officially a millionaire. Later that same day, Kong went home early complaining that he didn't feel well. Within hours he was dead at thirty-eight of a sudden heart attack. The coroner was puzzled by the case; Kong had no history of heart trouble. The young producer's untimely demise made no medical sense.
, just a random story of bobmarley.com
Bob recorded another pair of songs for Leslie Kong, but when he refused to pay him, the relationship ended. It was said that, after an argument over Kong's swindling him, Bob prophesied to the label owner, frightening him, that one day he would make plenty of money out of Bob, but would never have the luxury of enjoying it.
After the initial disappointment, the fact that the three records released by Beverley's hadn't sold was irrelevant. Only sixteen years old, Bob was now perfectly justified in expecting some kind of musical future for himself. To make the next step forward, he decided to make a serious go of it with his spars from Trench Town. The Teenagers became first The Wailing Rudeboys, and then The Wailing Wailers.
Years later, after Jamaican music had evolved from ska to rock steady to reggae, Leslie Kong saw dollar signs in reconstructions of past Wailers sessions for the overseas markets and announced that he was going to repackage the trove of the Wailers' rock-steady meanderings. But Kong made what turned out to be a fatal error when he titled the substandard collection The Best of the Wailers. Bunny got wind of the scheme and cornered him in his record shop.
"Don' do it, mon," he said to Kong. "It cannot be de best of de Wailers, 'cause our best is yet ta come. When yuh seh dat de best of someone has done, den dat person is already dead or soon dyin', so we don' wan' dat."
Kong protested, and Bunny cut him off, seething, "If yuh do dis t'ing I prophesize dat it is yuh who will die."
The altercation had drawn a good-sized crowd, and Kong, feeling his ghetto reputation among the sufferahs was at stake, called Bunny's bluff and hollered that the deed was done, the album was already at the pressing plant.
Kong's brothers thought it was bad business, recalling the dire prediction Bob Marley had made years earlier when Kong refused to pay him the money he owed him for his fledgling solo sessions. What had been the gist of Marley's prophecy? the Kongs fretted. Wasn't it something about Leslie one day working with Bob again, but never enjoying the considerable profits the producer would reap from the project?
Several weeks after The Best of the Wailers was pressed, packaged, and burning up the marketplace, Kong's accountant popped into Beverley's record shop to inform Leslie, that based on the latest bookkeepign figures, the conniving Chinese-Jamaican was now officially a millionaire. Later that same day, Kong went home early complaining that he didn't feel well. Within hours he was dead at thirty-eight of a sudden heart attack. The coroner was puzzled by the case; Kong had no history of heart trouble. The young producer's untimely demise made no medical sense.
