Soviet Kitsch
File:Regina Spektor-Soviet Kitsch.jpg
Studio album by Regina Spektor
Released August 17, 2004
Genre Anti-folk, indie rock
Length 39:00
Label Sire
Producer Gordon Raphael, Alan Bezozi, Regina Spektor
Regina Spektor chronology
Songs
(2002)
Soviet Kitsch
(2004)
Live at Bull Moose
(2005)
Professional ratings
Review scores
Source Rating
Allmusic 3.5/5 stars[1]
The A.V. Club (favorable)[2]
Blender 4/5 stars[3]
Pitchfork Media (6.8/10)[4]
PopMatters (7/10)[5]
Prefix Magazine (7/10)[6]
Rolling Stone 3/5 stars[7]
Stylus B−[8]

Soviet Kitsch is the major label debut and third album by Russian-American singer/songwriter Regina Spektor. The title is drawn from Milan Kundera's expression for the vacuous aesthetics of Stalinist-style 'communism', a theme in his book The Unbearable Lightness of Being. One version of the album was released with a bonus DVD, which included a short promotional film titled The Survival Guide to Soviet Kitsch and the music video for the song "Us".

Contents

Track listing [link]

All songs written by Regina Spektor.

  1. "Ode to Divorce" – 3:42
  2. "Poor Little Rich Boy" – 2:27
  3. "Carbon Monoxide" – 4:59
  4. "The Flowers" – 3:54
  5. "Us" – 4:52
  6. "Sailor Song" – 3:15
  7. "* * *" – 0:44
  8. "Your Honor" – 2:10
  9. "Ghost of Corporate Future" – 3:21
  10. "Chemo Limo" – 6:04
  11. "Somedays" – 3:21

Track 7 is a brief spoken word piece in which Spektor and her brother, Barry (Bear) Spektor, discuss the following song ("Your Honor"). The band backing Spektor on "Your Honor" is Kill Kenada.

Reception [link]

In 2009, the album was included in NME's list of 100 greatest albums of the decade.

Releases [link]

Year Label Format Catalog no. Country
2004 Sire CD 48833 US
2004 Sire CD/DVD 48890 US
2004 Shoplifter CD 005 UK
2005 Sire LP 48953 US
2007 WEA CD 9362493522 UK

References [link]



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Soviet Kitsch

by: Regina Spektor

The food that I'm eating
Is suddenly tasteless
I know I'm alone now
I know what it tastes like
So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
Like you might make a dollar
I'm inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils
Peeking over your molars
You're talking to her now
And you've eaten something minty
And you're making that face that I like
And you're going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss for the kiss, kiss
I need your money, it'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?
So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
Dollar, might make a dollar
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?
So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
(You might make a dollar)
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones




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