-Soviet Kitsch is one of those brilliant albums. You may find not equal access, but once you are in it, will not get you out again. When a little girl voice "Regina ... Regina ... when is that song gonna start?" whispers, with Regina Spektor begrudge a small Flüsterplausch and then breaks out the music, as if the instruments would explode, then we are in the thick of it Spektor music universe of -Soviet Kitsch.
-Ode To divorce- is an opener that almost reminiscent classical music. -Poor Little boy- Rich is Regina's voice, a piano and a baton plus class text. -Carbon Monoxide- is a typical Spektor-piece. Musically highly creative grasp as each other gears, which would be composed as no other musician. Powered by a grand piano stomps the song ahead like a steam hammer. -Whisper And Your honor- are a duo like black and white. Silent whispers, lots of breaks, and then a punk anthem that knocks down a. -Somedays- Is a ballad at its best. Music that deeply tackles a. Who then is not yet convinced, I recommend, in listening in -us-. As Regina as the piano and an armada of strings makes music that you never forget that is indescribably good.
Okay, okay ... I have to let me go again a bit. But believe me ... when Regina Spektor happens to me almost always. I love music that fits into no preconceived scheme. The only itself and seeks and finds: The moves! Regina Spektor makes exactly this kind of music and the album is one of their most convincing -Soviet Kitsch representatives. Try it out! Should they, however, already chewing nails waiting every week on the charts ... they prefer to let it alone!