Respect to the dinosaurs.
Five years ago, I moved to Sweden from New York. They had 3G video phones (not only in WiFi… ahem, Apple), drop dead gorgeous blondes in skin-tight skinny jeans (not the USA trend of bell bottoms, blah), and what stands out the most (other than the delectable women) is that they played Robyn everywhere I went.
Turn on the TV, we had Robyn smashing mirrors bald in her “Be Mine” video; turn on the radio we had the vintage “Show Me Love.” Well, I fell in love. Sweden is ahead in fashion, ahead in cool, and undoubtedly ahead with Robyn.
So, should I be surprised that in 2010 Robyn is still killing it with Body Talk Pt. 1? Nah, not really. The sassy little lady promises us three albums in this series, and as our lovely Ali G says, “Re-spect!” Robyn is a dinosaur in this complicated and corrupt music world, and Body Talk Pt. 1 proves that she knows how to stay alive through the ages.
Throw Diplo and Royksopp into the mix with eight refined tracks and you have magic. Nothing sounds the same, and that alone, my friends, is pure beauty. Starting off with a strong “Don’t Fucking Tell Me What To Do,” and you have an immediate blood rush and inner rebellion against friends, your parents, and ex or current lover. Tracks like “Dancehall Queen” and “None of Dem” reminds you that Robyn still connects with her urban side seamlessly. Also, “Cry When You Get Older” and “Jag vet en Dejlig Rosa” exposes her inner girl, delicately vulnerable. Watch the “Hang With Me” video and you’ll understand it all!
Favorite: “Dancing On My Own” — Boo: “Fembot”