With this album, k-os will only strengthen his detractors' case that he's a crossover pop artist disguised as a true-school b-boy. Sam Roberts, Kevin Drew and Buck 65 appear. I keep expecting a Chris Murphy cameo. It's very CanCon - expect heavy rotation on Edge 102. But the broadly appealing genre-dabbling (alt- and classic rock, vintage Motown, folk, reggae) isn't surprising. Nor are the ghosts of his previous album - the Crucial-like drums on Sunday Morning, the Crabbuckity riddim on likely single FlyPaper, and the B-Boy Stance-ish old-school simulacrum of ELEctrik HeaT - seekwiLL. Though the music is instrumentally rich and well-produced, the big frustration here is lyrical. k-os has no shortage of philosophical ponderings and ambiguous rhetoric about the nature of self and the universe, but it's hard to squeeze much meaning out.