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I had a dream. I was hanging out, listening to some King Tubby while watching the Redskins go 15-1 and reading some structuralist theory (that Roland Barthes cracks me up!) when I heard a knock on my door. I answered it and found a giant package leaning against my front steps. I tore it open and found 437 new releases by the English dub kingpin Mad Professor, with a promo sheet touting his next 912 CDs—all to be released next week. Dreams are partially based on reality, so while the volume of albums in my head may have been exaggerated, it’s not untrue to say we’ve received at least seven Mad Professor albums in the office over the past year. Two remarkable jungle-dub records (under the names Mazarunii and Rumpunai) were augmented by more than a few reggae-based dub-by-numbers and two collaborations with the scratchiest dubman ever, Lee Perry (one stunk, one was great). But the Professor’s finest experiment was No Protection, his dismantling of Passive Attack’s Protection. I’m sorry, Massive Attack. The Prof’s erudite dub educates the decks at the Bayou this Sunday. Who knows, maybe he’ll record the gig for his first live album (to be released next week), Frankenbooty: The Mad Professor Comes Alive!. With Robotics at 8 p.m. at the Bayou, 3135 K St. NW. $13. (202) 333-2897. (Christopher Porter)