American bling-bling and European melancholy - a killer recipe

One is accustomed to the great musical impulses coming from North America or England.
More surprised rub your ears when not anorexic Miss Platnum sings the first notes of your album "Chefa". So internationally and at the same time independently sounded long nothing more from local lands.
Of course one could blame her, she copied American R & B and hip-hop structures. Fat beats, pumping bass, cutting synths reminiscent at first to the standards of Timbaland, Pharell or Missy Elliott. But before this thought comes to his end draws Miss Platnum their biggest trump card up their sleeve, their Romanian roots, and loads the song with a twisted folk touch on.
Suddenly gets "Butter" an almost oriental sound, and "Come Marry Me" will relish peppered with sloping trumpet samples and winking Machorap.
Then arises the deadly serious, brushed on charts and marketing music business suddenly an unusual and humorous lightness that is crowned by Miss Platnum's sad Eastern European accent.
Highlight on an album full of highlights are the displaced "Life" with its melancholy choirs, that is a little reminiscent of Amy Winehouse, and that highly explosive "Chefa" that bites with violin Sample ear as this year otherwise only "SexyBack".

So bold and unrestrained can probably succeed only a debut album, yet you is to be hoped that her recipe from American Streamlined and European melancholy still produces a lot of albums like this.