Whatever you wanna say about Alicia Keys, baby certainly knows how to give'r in a live show. She's warm and chatty without seeming forced and can improvise tinkly little classical ditties or big bold soul riffs like nobody's business. That's one selling point for her new Unplugged disc, which is, at its core, J Records' ploy to keep fans hooked till Keys finally delivers another hit studio record. Constant touring has done wonders for Keys's vocals. Where she used to veer into nasal, pitchy territory at the outer reaches of her range, every song is modulated; Keys is even able to add new nuances to older tunes like A Woman's Worth. The bad news: she can't seem to resist punctuating tunes with obnoxious Master P-style "ungh"s, and the two new songs range from middling schmaltz (Stolen Moments) to total crap (the Kanye collabo Unbreakable, with its laundry list of famous couples of colour). Still, the un-fucking-believable version of Fallin' is worth the price.