Shockingly, based on their Eastern European-sounding moniker (drawn from the Russian for 'girl'), this foursome of dexterous musicians hail from Denver, and aim to fuse Romani and Greek music with their American punk and folk roots.

This approach creates a fascinating and refreshing album. Single '100 Other Lovers' lodges itself in your mind with its plinky-plonky melody and soft, melancholic lyrics; but 100 Lovers as an album is more of a cohesive whole than a selection of singles, and each song provides a unique character, drifting gently or flowing swiftly. Even the gentle instrumental sections, which hark back to their beginnings as a support for burlesque acts including Dita Von Teese, only help glue the other tracks together.

Talking of burlesque, there is definitely a strongly sensuous element throughout. Singer Nick Urata's strange wheeling tones drive an exotic narrative supported by whirling violin, accordion, pulsing drums and a plethora of other instruments, including theramin and sousaphone, which weave together the genres and sounds seamlessly. 'The Man from San Sebastian' makes you feel like you might be inside a John le Carre novel, while 'Exhaustible' incorporates an adorable background of whistling to a cheerful anti-love song.

As The Bronx proved, incorporating Mexican mariachi music into your sound has never, ever been a mistake. 'Bad Luck Heels' is an example of DeVotchka's more upbeat mode, bringing the trumpet to the fore in traditional mariachi style, and shows their song-writing's grasp of the fine line between mourning and celebration.

This is a rich and fantastically structured selection of weird sounds, with a steady self-confident pace, and a unique and welcoming voice. It's meandering, colourful and eminently listenable.