Words by Eddie STATS Houghton

If you have been blessed with the opportunity to catch the St. Croix reggae collective called Midnite at one of their legendary shows, then you probably already know the outlines of that legend: one of the deepest catalogs in a genre known for prolific artists, their own unique chant-and-call take on one drop and onstage charisma that seems to put their cultishly devoted followers–the kind who are apt to say “I only listen to Bob Marley and Midnite”–into a reggae-induced trance. In which case you will also know that even though they have been recording since 1989 they have never, ever made a music video–a deliberate part of their mystique, or maybe the Rasta’s general disdain for video lights and too much watchy-watchy. Or perhaps–just as when they walk on stage at those legendary shows at the stroke of 12 midnight–they have been waiting for precisely the right moment.