No one else sounds like Regina, a New York City punk with a Russian discipline for the classics.
Her yeshiva education and her anti-folk leanings; her haunting voice and the bizarre stories she invents; her Moscow and her Bronx – these things make her up and they make her distinct. The unlikely juxtapositions are why we worship her.
Maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee, and prepare a tea ceremony in honor of Regina Spektor:
- Tea starts promptly at 11:11.
- Use a Russian brand of tea for that extra Soviet Kitsch.
- Fill the teapot with hot water only. Tea leaves remain in glasses – you’ll read your fortune from them later. You will see visions of Samson and Delilah, Oedipus, and the Man of a Thousand Faces.
- Pour the first cup out and set aside for Mary Ann and the Gravediggers.
- The second cup poured is an offering to Regina. Offer her honey for her voice. Unless this time she just wants a box of tangerines. (So cheap and juicy!)
- The third cup is yours. After you comes the flood.
- You wore a bird-print shirt or dress to tea, right? The things you also need include: red nails, red hair dye, red jam on a pewter spoon. Once that spoon is clean, use it to drum on your chair’s legs. Or flip the table and turn it into a drum kit.
- Wait, who invited Gogol Bordello? Well, tea time is over and all your glassware is smashed. Might as well jump into the mosh pit!
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