Still, he shines when he's askew. In the slightly deranged acoustic title track, Kweller's sweet loafing voice tells Ma about newfound affinities for burglary, murder by karate, and friendship. In "My Apartment," an ode to his tiny NYC abode, guitars burst like sunbeams through windows to illuminate this soft, safe place, but the jaunty hoopla and piano-bar skronk of "Hospital Bed" leave the air shaken and stirred. When Kweller flips up his collar in the badass street prowl "Ann Disaster" and sniffs, "You want a piece of me?" the dork's got sass to spare.