"Man!" my friend told me, "I just heard this song on the radio. It was so beautiful. I had to pull over to the side of the road to listen to it! It's by a woman named Regina Spektor. I think the song was called "Us"? or something like that. You definitely should check this one out."
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Regina Spektor
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 Entertainment
 Art
Metro
Chicago, Ill.
June 24, 2005 |
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That's how first I heard about Regina Spektor.
I didn't believe anyone could have the power to cause my friend to pull over onto the side of the expressway simply to listen to a song. But the first time I listened to Regina sing, I had to admit that if I had been driving, I would have pulled over as well.
The only way to really describe Spektor is through her paradoxes. She is plain, yet beautiful. Simple, yet complex. Chaste, yet sexual. Academic, yet common. Confident, yet unsure of herself. There seems to be no middle ground with her. Every aspect of her music can only be defined by its polar opposites.
Spektor's June 24 performance in Chicago continued these dichotomies. She was captivating and yet disappointing. Beginning with a graceful opening a capella, she commanded eyes toward her.
Her voice, which at times was soft and supple and at others was sharp and biting, never ceased to resound and linger in my ears, leaving me silently pleading for more.
Her performance was only marred because she didn't push herself to limits achieved on her recorded material. I didn't feel she had the vocal range that she is so very capable of.
While the variation from her CD was a letdown for me, it certainly reinforces Spektor's humble and unassuming nature.
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