Nobody would ever expect the Canadian MC's sixth long-player to be a drudge of listless hip hop tropes and, yes, k-os has once again delivered something which, in scientific terms, is akin to another chapter in the quest to find a new colour.
Crazy diversions continue to be his modus operandi to distance himself from his more egocentric, bombastic contemporaries, and there are unexpected genre twists aplenty (punk, soul and flamenco all get a look-in). Can't Fly... is perhaps too untethered for its own good. Technically impressive, sure. But you'll remember the turbulent bits more than the smooth sailing.
