Sizzla, the hardline dancehall Rastafarian, scores another rootsy revival with this, his third (!) album of 2004. Keeping a pace of nearly four to five full LPs a year could drive even the most fervent fan broke, but the skillet keeps cooking, and it only looks to be heating up. Diehard fans will applaud, but the production on Jah Knows Best is canned in parts, leaving some of the most potent lines wobbling on their own. Nonetheless, Sizzla’s conscientious meanderings are lyrical nourishment for anyone who thinks dancehall relies too little on verbal substance. Still, beats are important, and it’s a shame these poetics are paired with utterly predictable reggae rhythms.