There's a wealth of great material here- 'Carbon Monoxide', the expansive 'Chemo Limo', 'Your Honor' with its sudden outbursts of punk thrash- all diminished, to various degrees, by genre affectations. In the studio, it's murder: Even if Regina's mannerisms are totally spontaneous, guess what? They won't be by your third listen. But watch the whimsy go to work: 'Maybe you should cut your own hair/ 'Cause that would be so funny/ It doesn't cost any money/ And it always grows back.' Spektor delivers 'funny' in a kindergarten squeak that would only be accessible to the rest of us through regression therapy this kind of stuff only works live, and then in measures. 'Everything is plastic/ And everyone's sarcastic/ And all your food is frozen/ And it needs to be defrosted,' sings Spektor in an inimitable mix of horror and wonderment. Take the best song on the record, 'Ghost of Corporate Future' this exquisitely structured number steadily spirals up from a plinky opening to a majestic finish, from a street sketch to a Big Statement on life and how to live it. The I'm-just-a-wee-lass stance is apparent throughout *Soviet Kitsch, as well as her live performances, where she's been known to pout and giggle and murmur and feed the crowd chocolates what the Russians call * manernost' is her only liability, but it's badly holding her back. Spektor does, however, constantly employ a trick I consider dirty: She reaches her audience's ears and heartstrings through feigned naivete. Her songs are clever and touching in any context, and her technical prowess is considerable: A girl from a good Russian-Jewish family (her father comes to her shows), she's put her inevitable piano lessons to good use. Regina Spektor doesn't need that coat of post-modern protection. Antifolk's modus operandi is to masquerade drooling insolence as outsider art, but the unholy progeny of Tiny Tim and Beat Happening have a pretty good thing going, because it's absolutely impossible to approach them with any objective criterion of quality.

I'm an unapologetic relativist when it comes to music, so Spektor's alliance with the repulsive likes of The Moldy Peaches does color my perception of her.

Regina Spektor is, without a doubt, the most talented representative of New York's antifolk scene, although calling her that is like calling the current outbreak of bird flu Asia's least deadly epidemic.

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