As far as indie rock pedigrees go, Leslie Feist's is as distinguished as they get: Her high school punk band opened for the Ramones; potty-mouthed punk-disco diva Peaches was once her roommate; and she's an occasional member of the acclaimed collective Broken Social Scene. So it may come as a surprise that her solo work consists almost entirely of jazzy pop that would probably go down well with fans of Everything But the Girl or Norah Jones. But when you possess a voice as smoky and sultry as Feist's, it makes perfect sense, and Let It Die is a schmaltz-free showcase for her powerful pipes. Letting the mood and emotion of the songs dictate the proceedings, the arrangements are near-perfect, whether it's a lone acoustic guitar on the Gilberto-esque "Gatekeeper," the handclap percussion and warm brass of "Mushaboom," or the lush, sexy "One Evening," equal parts Steely Dan and Sade. Feist brings the same passion and good taste to the work of others. The second half of Let It Die is devoted solely to covers, where she ably tackles songs by American folk icon Texas Gladden, cabaret legend Blossom Dearie, and the Bee Gees, whose "Inside and Out" gets the full-on disco treatment. Perhaps the finest moment, however, is the elegiac title track, on which she urges her brokenhearted self to just move on. You needn't pay attention to the lyrics to know that, though. Her expressive voice says it all.