Hi Misha

You're at it again, aren't you? Crankin' out earworms like it's going out of style (which, let's be honest, it is... in Western music, anyway).
Production's so good it almost hurts. Almost. Okay, maybe just a little less drum compression, and a teensy bit more low pass on the piano... no biggie.
You remind me, in the best possible way, of what would happen if Eugene Hutz of Gogol Bordello and Azamat Kudzaev of Miyagi & Andy Panda had a secret jam session in a haunted Carpathian castle.
Seriously, your East-European cultural perspective is like a refreshing slap in the face to the predictable drivel polluting the airwaves. You're single-handedly preventing Western music from becoming a beige, flavourless mush. Thank you for your service.
You’ve been AWOL! I thought you'd been kidnapped by a rogue balalaika orchestra. But welcome back!

And now, for some serious cultural analysis: how does your esteemed self stack up the following: Vitas, Little Big (don't deny their genius!), Oxxxymiron, and the musically unhinged Leningrad? Asking for a friend... who may or may not be writing a doctoral thesis on the globalization of absurdist pop.

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